PARADISA

[Directly after the events of this log she's ended up in the clinic, where she still currently resides and...Honestly she's a little bored out of her mind, beneath everything else.

But the fear has kept her awake, but it's more of a bone deep weariness that settles into her voice, and a listlessness she can't shake]

I think I've heard everything worth hearing about this place- Paradisa, right? The name almost suits it.

[If you like pretty, gilded cages, that is] I know I can't leave, I already had that garuantee. I only-

I'm looking for someone. What's the best way to find him? I don't think he'd find this book as amusing as I do.

[A pause, and because she can read the journal, a little more subdued than before] I'm sorry, about your losses.

And...My name is Snow. Thank you for the help.