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‘Okay... Does this... work?’

‘XX:XX pm... 16 October 2026’

‘Anyway...’

The sound of something being dragged.

‘Hello, it’s been two months since we last met, hasn’t it?’ 

‘It’s me, your lazy overseer.’

‘Two months and not a peep from me.’

‘Two months filled with nothing but busyness and more busyness.’

‘I’m still writing at the moment; how should I put it... I’ve been swept up in it all to the point of forgetting Goja. And this place, too.’

‘I can’t even remember the last time I mentioned collecting names.’

‘But I have a feeling—one that’s both good and not so good. It’s as if I’m gradually drifting away from this place.’

‘Even the keeper of names will become one of them.’

A soft chuckle escaped.

‘Anyway, I’m currently writing, drawing and searching for ideas. And oh dear, I’m searching so intensely it’s as if I’ve just read Act 2 of 'The King in Yellow' or as if I were reading the 'Necronomicon', haha.’

‘I’m still immersed in this thing called “being busy”.’

The sound of something being dragged, accompanied by a sound like a light bulb popping.

‘Just to be clear, I’m still fine, both mentally and physically. And I’m leading a good life at the moment.’

‘I just wanted to say that, I reckon, I’m gradually... “forgetting” this place. And you’re all still here; I’m really glad about that. And perhaps whilst I’m not here, another version of me might appear.’

‘I don’t know.’

‘I’ve only been gone for two months, yet I’ve been acting as if I’d been gone for two years, I don’t want it to look tuff or anything..’

‘But anyway.’

A clattering sound can be heard; the voice comes through more clearly.

‘It’s all a bit rambling, but thank you all; perhaps I’ll be back... I just don’t know when.’

‘And even though my promises aren’t worth much anymore.’

‘But I won’t leave without saying anything.’

‘I promise.’

‘So, see you soon.’

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