The day is upon me.  Julia is assisting and the parts are ready.  To awaken in a new body?  Free of the curse.  Free of Angelique.

Arrangements for an “Adam Collins” have been made.  A visitor ready to be served by Young Loomis, so afraid I shall be different.  The working-class mind is untutored in the horizons of science… more’s the pity.

I wonder.. shall my penmanship differ? There is so little to say for this old life and so much possible on the expanding vista.

I depart this journal, ready to return to it as Adam Collins.



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