Boot up computer. Open up report. Log patterns, anomalies, anything, everything. Read old reports. That’s all I do. Day in, day out.

The first anomaly I’d logged since I got here had been the moon. At least, that’s what I think it is.

It shines bright, like a star, but it grows bigger and smaller,
seemingly at random, sometimes disappearing altogether.


I don’t know what it is.

I only make observations and note them down.

I do not investigate.



I do not need to. I do not want to.







Look up.

Observe.

Look down.




Type


Type


Type


Type


Type



That’s it.





Click.







Click.








Click.






How many ‘clicks’ does it take to cross the ocean outside, I wonder... It doesn’t matter.

I’m never leaving this place.
get out