The last thing I’d want anyone to know is that I loved school. Somehow, even gym, which I indubidably failed each time, seemed fun. I know from the summer that school is the only thing giving my day any meaning, but I still feel as though I want to leave as soon as possible.

That ties, of course, with the fact that I feel rather… homosexual at times. It is naturally instilled within me that homosexuality was completely immoral. Yet… between my feelings for… certain people… within the school which I loved, and my incessant writing of erotica of all forms.

Alas, I must return to my facilities. The alarm just started, and I hear the bombs dropping. This, the last fortress of humanity, shall not be overrun by the Eldritch horrors!

Former Brigadier General John Elconstead signing out.

“Heh, that’ll show him,” the general spoke.