The Captivity of Geckosquid- A Journal

[geckosquid]

Day 5-

I'm getting out of here.

Yesterday, my old wolf whom I thought had been killed in the flooding of New Rapture came to me and dug a hole in the rubble small enough to pass a piece of parchment through. Fortunately, he knows the way to Cerce's castle by memory, so he will be able to lead the king here to me. I wonder how he found me...

Probably the smell of my blood.

Well, my loyal companion seems to be getting restless. I write this final journal entry as a testament to the hardships I have endured here. Should I die before Cerce reaches me, this will stand as a reminder to all what X has done to me, and has the power to do to anyone it chooses.

But, maybe that's just it. They wanted me to realize that they have the power to do what they want. The X on the back of my neck is simply a reminder of that...

When I woke up this morning, I thought of a line that I couldn't get out of my head.

X marks the spot.

Cerce- Save me from this hell. I am becoming weaker by the minute. 

I wanted to die on a feather bed, with warmth in the air, a soft glowing of light, and friends surrounding me. Instead, I'll rot in this cold, musty cell, alone and hungry. But one of the X leaders said that they were counting on my being rescued, so I'd assume that I am close to some kind of civilization. 

My wolf didn't ever get lost! They took it so that it could come here to me now! How long have they been planning this for...

Well, this is where I conclude this particular journal. I have taken one thing out of these five days...

X has a plan for all of us.