Entry 8 - Postmortem Anaemia

I had another odd dream, this one a bit more vivid. I had removed my disguise to sleep a bit more soundly, yet it only managed to enhance the details of the dream.

I once again awoke upon the floor in a very compromising position too, I might add. This time, however, I felt a lingering pain in my neck.

Finding my curiosity peaked, I headed to the nearest reflective surface to have a gander at what the cause might be. I noticed two small holes, side by side as if I was bitten by a miniature eight-legged minnk spider. I knew that to be impossible though as I had yet to see any evidence of such a species. True, there were tiny arachnids, but none similar the aforementioned. But I digress...

Liberty had invited me to another festival, this one revolving around space travel and rocketships. Despite my predicament, I attempted to have an enjoyable time.

Liberty seemed to have sensed my mood change and attempted a human interaction that she stated would 'cheer me up'. I proceeded to inform her that the attempt was in vain and that I needed to do some research.

She told me that I could make it up to her and left me to my research. This thing humans call 'Google' made my searching all the more informative.