Journal entry

Bart is gone. I was forced to shut down the simulation after he wouldn’t stop lagging it. I didn’t even get to really say goodbye, because he would not respond to my messages.

I can’t help but feel like a monster. I imprisoned this man for my own amusement. Though I tried my best to furnish his space, all it amounted to was a gilded cage.

I don’t blame him for acting the way he did. If I were him, I would have done the same.

[fin]