Portland Net

I can't help thinking about something Jack said to me. In his world ghosts are echoes - repeating things over and over until... fuck, I don't know... until they fade away?

Is that going to happen to me here, Hal? There aren't any doors in this world. Am I just going to fade into nothing?

Hey. How're you holding up over there? I see your brother went Krakatoa with your personal life. Can't say I blame him, or disagree, but that can't be easy to see.

On a scale of one to Rachel Berry clingy, how much do you miss me?

Portland, Oregon. My dreams are getting more and more weird. But hologram Holly was kinda cool.

I’ve seen people appear out of thin air from another time, so I suppose this just takes the crazy one step further. It still feels a shake unreal, but that’ll settle down in a night or two. Message boards have cropped up from time to time before, that I’ve seen, but I haven’t used them much myself. There wasn’t too much point in a town where I know almost everyone. But I don’t know everyone here, and I’d like to. My name is Jody Mills, and it’s a pleasure to meet all of you.

This job I was given... Can I get out of it or does Holly have final say in what I do? 

Are you still alive? I haven't seen/spoken to you since you came over to The Red Rooms.