In the shock of the other day's events, a few questions slipped my mind, and more still found their way to me in the night. I meant to send this yesterday, but it was hard to acclimate myself to the atmosphere and properly focus. I hope the window for inquiries is still open, nevertheless.
If this is something you covered with some of the others, I'm sorry for dredging it up once more, but that cursed inability to focus sapped my attention span while you were having your little Q&A. Several of us have woken with injuries. The older man, the police officer, he was very injured, wasn't he? I caught enough to know you weren't aware of his state, and that got me thinking! Can you tell me if you were responsible for the other injuries on us? One man, for example, has an unexplained scar all the way around neck! This is incredibly unsettling, Conductor.
In somewhat more petty news, would you mind providing ladders or at the very least step-stools? I'm not exactly on the tall side, and poor Chie must have such a hard time reaching anything!
Thirdly, you stated in your rules that our needs would be "met" throughout the exercise. This question may seem silly in light of that, but I must make sure. The food is safe to eat, isn't it? See, it sounds silly. Moving on.
I doubt this will receive an answer I'm pleased with, but I have to try asking nevertheless. Is there anything you can tell me of my friends back home? I think you understand how distressed I was when you told me the man in the mask wasn't you. Though you've no reason to give me any news, good or bad, I couldn't live with myself if I didn't attempt.
Time's actually aided my last question, as I've had more time to observe. I've noticed many of us seem to have woken up in a different pair of clothes than we last remember wearing. The uniform you've provided me is nice, I'm not complaining about it. Rather, I'm confused. I've seen a few others wear theirs while doing laundry, but what stuck out to me was this: they have variety in their clothing. So, this question is really two-in-one; why did you take my clothes, and why give me two of the same uniform? I promise this is more a curiosity than anything.
I just wrote "my last question" above, but I have to amend that. I can't imagine I'll get a favorable answer to this, but since I'm sending this, I might as well. Our only correspondence is with you, isn't it? This mail room only has one destination. If I try to send letters written to, say, someone not here, it'll be useless. Is that right?
Forgive my endless letter. I wanted to include as much detail as possible, as I worked so hard on this. I'm sure you don't mind, though; straightforwardness isn't something you're fond of, by your own admission! On that note: in the interest of being entirely honest, I hope you don't mistake my formality for friendliness. I wouldn't want to be disingenuously kind, especially since it's something you dislike.
Trust that the next time I write to you, if at all, it will be a much shorter composition. You encouraged investigation in your rules, and that's exactly what I'm going to do. As you apparently know, I'm one for puzzles, and it seems this is the highest level I could ever find.
Sent Tuesday night, she. would not shut up.
In the shock of the other day's events, a few questions slipped my mind, and more still found their way to me in the night. I meant to send this yesterday, but it was hard to acclimate myself to the atmosphere and properly focus. I hope the window for inquiries is still open, nevertheless.
If this is something you covered with some of the others, I'm sorry for dredging it up once more, but that cursed inability to focus sapped my attention span while you were having your little Q&A. Several of us have woken with injuries. The older man, the police officer, he was very injured, wasn't he? I caught enough to know you weren't aware of his state, and that got me thinking! Can you tell me if you were responsible for the other injuries on us? One man, for example, has an unexplained scar all the way around neck! This is incredibly unsettling, Conductor.
In somewhat more petty news, would you mind providing ladders or at the very least step-stools? I'm not exactly on the tall side, and poor Chie must have such a hard time reaching anything!
Thirdly, you stated in your rules that our needs would be "met" throughout the exercise. This question may seem silly in light of that, but I must make sure. The food is safe to eat, isn't it? See, it sounds silly. Moving on.
I doubt this will receive an answer I'm pleased with, but I have to try asking nevertheless. Is there anything you can tell me of my friends back home? I think you understand how distressed I was when you told me the man in the mask wasn't you. Though you've no reason to give me any news, good or bad, I couldn't live with myself if I didn't attempt.
Time's actually aided my last question, as I've had more time to observe. I've noticed many of us seem to have woken up in a different pair of clothes than we last remember wearing. The uniform you've provided me is nice, I'm not complaining about it. Rather, I'm confused. I've seen a few others wear theirs while doing laundry, but what stuck out to me was this: they have variety in their clothing. So, this question is really two-in-one; why did you take my clothes, and why give me two of the same uniform? I promise this is more a curiosity than anything.
I just wrote "my last question" above, but I have to amend that. I can't imagine I'll get a favorable answer to this, but since I'm sending this, I might as well. Our only correspondence is with you, isn't it? This mail room only has one destination. If I try to send letters written to, say, someone not here, it'll be useless. Is that right?
Forgive my endless letter. I wanted to include as much detail as possible, as I worked so hard on this. I'm sure you don't mind, though; straightforwardness isn't something you're fond of, by your own admission! On that note: in the interest of being entirely honest, I hope you don't mistake my formality for friendliness. I wouldn't want to be disingenuously kind, especially since it's something you dislike.
Trust that the next time I write to you, if at all, it will be a much shorter composition. You encouraged investigation in your rules, and that's exactly what I'm going to do. As you apparently know, I'm one for puzzles, and it seems this is the highest level I could ever find.
Sincerely,
Ashley