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I have locked myself away from the world, no matter how much I didn't want to, I had to push my friends away. I'm pushing everyone away, I refuse to get close to anyone. 

I'm staying inside a dorm, alone. I carved my name above it, I've only left the room to use the bathroom or eat. I'm only seeing red, everything is red-tinted. The bars on my door are red from me trying to pry my way out. I've run out of bones, I only have a stash of unsatisfying pride melons.

I keep dreaming of tender, sweet, exquisite flesh. I'm drooling...

I told my friends that I didn't want to see them. Not until I've got this solved. 

My arm's looking delicious...

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I wonder if my friends have escaped. 

I want to talk to them, but I can't. The nightmares of me eating them are starting to become more ideal and dreamlike, which scares me more.

I wonder how long it'll take where the idea of eating my friends stops being scary, and my only desire.

I hear screams at night from other cannibals, sometimes they try to break in, and I screech at them as a sign of "I'll kill you in a split second if you even try", sometimes they push, and sometimes I snap at them, they get the message after almost losing a hand. 

Maybe holy water will help, but I don't want to sit by too many people. My mind wouldn't be able to handle it.

The pride melons aren't satisfying enough, the more I eat them, the blander they become.

How long until I'm healed?

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Fiah came over to my c̶e̶l̶l̶  dorm today, she's limping. She's bandaged up but had the smile of accepting death.

She asked to spend the night, and I told her no, but she insisted.

Have I learned to control my urges yet? I've already almost eaten my arm, I don't want to eat Fiah...

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I and Fiah are talking, she told me about the plan to escape and how they were waiting for me to be ready. I feel awful. 

I asked Fiah to tell them that I'm not escaping with them, and Fiah shook her head. 

It's night, I ask Fiah to leave, but she didn't listen. 

I can't control my hunger for long, I don't want to eat her...

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Fiah asked me to eat her, she said she's in the way to much pain, and she wants room for me to escape this wretched hell. I told her to not say stuff like that.

She took off her bandages, the smell of blood was distracting. She explained that she got an infection in her leg, where the main bites from cannibals were.

She wanted to die useful then die escaping. I begged her to reconsider, but she refused. 

I...

 I'm starting to lose my mind.

ᗰY ᕼᗩᑎᗪ...

丨 匚卂几'ㄒ 乇ᐯ乇几 山尺丨ㄒ乇 丂ㄒ乇卂ᗪ丨ㄥㄚ...

ﾉ'ﾶ ムのﾉ刀ム ｲの 丂ｲのｱ W尺ﾉｲﾉ刀ム 刀のW.

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I... ate her.

I couldn't control myself, I ate her. Violently. I ripped her apart and she was smiling the whole time, a smile of kindness, I cried after I was done feasting.

I'm a monster. 

All that progress is lost...

I'm getting my friends off this island before this happens to them. 

Before I ate her, I apologized, I told her my sins and I told her that I don't want to eat her, I told her that Maya's dead.

She already knew Maya was dead, she kind of figured.

I was drooling all over her, I was on top of her as she was laying vulnerably under me. 

She had a kind smile and told me...

.... told me to go ahead.

I'm a monster.

I deserve to die.

Even Gay Jesus won't accept my sins. 

I deserve to die.

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I told my friends, in tears, what happened, and told them that I was going to help them escape before I ate them too.

They probably hate me now. 

I filled the spaces where I and Fiah were supposed to sit with food. Unsatisfying food. 

Honestly, Fiah's meat was one of the best things I've ever tasted. I never want to taste it again, ever. 

I watched as Momma and QB left. I sobbed, I wanted out of this place but I deserve to be here. 

I deserve to die here.

I can't think rationally. 

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I've decided to become my monster. 

The horrors that I've seen are nothing compared to what I'm going to inflict.

I'm going to go out on my terms, and for now, I'll show the others who's the true cannibal here.

It's been 7 months since I've come here, and after my friends escaped through death or sea, I'm the oldest one here. I'm going to become the most savage, and I'm going to slaughter other cannibals.

I don't care if innocents get caught up in the crossfire.

I don't care if I die.

I just want that tender, delicious flesh.

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I went out there for the first time, and because I was unfamiliar out there, I was an easy target.

The hallways are splattered in blood, my face is covered in blood, I stopped eating after a while and just killed. 

A genocide caused by me and me alone, and yet I've never felt so happy before!

I smile at night, I crave for it rather than dread it.

Yes,

this is what I was meant to do.

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I'm being avoided, even the nurses are avoiding me. 

I carry such energy to where I'm feared. 

Was this what I've always wanted? Maybe not, but I feel like a predator. 

The food that we're served tastes like nothing anymore, all that's on my mind is meat, meat! 

Nightfall always comes, and lives are lost. 

Anyone I see, I kill. I've been challenged, but my mind is blank during those hours, I only think of murder. 

Hell, I plan to go after nurses.

The alarms haven't gone off until these days, even cannibals try to get in the safe room so they can't face my wrath. 

This pure happiness that I'm feeling came from unexpected corners, I can't believe that it's been a month since my friends left, it feels like our first days as cannibals, but I'm everyone! I'm stronger than the group, I have become my ideal form, even if it scared me at first.

This is who I will be,

I am nothing else without this part of me.