day 81, I seem to have found a safe haven within these yellow walls, there's edible food and water, though they seem to be arranged in a strange way. day 82, I was eating some of this food when I saw a broccoli enter. at first I thought they would do something malicious, but they kindly introduced themselves as I saw more objects enter. and then this.. other broccoli.. came in also. this one was disfigured in a way I can't explain. I screamed at it's presence but everyone didn't seem to know the issue. I pointed out this.. disfigured broccoli to them buy they told me he was safe. will make more notes later . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . day 2,001. the shelter I once knew has been upgraded to the extent that it's almost a city, and the basic framework of rules and laws are beginning to take effect. I now have my own home, and I get a good number of rations every day. more disfigured objects have come and gone with few deciding to stay, and I hear that broccoli is attempting to teach their disfigured variant how to speak in a way we can understand. I never knew that a life could be made in this unfortunate circumstance. and I hear that it was broccoli's variant that began it all.
