War Is Coming Communications.

My dreams...I've dreamt of time travel. And a man, a doctor. There was a blue police box that was bigger on the inside.

And my dog was a robot.

How was any of this possible?

Okay, so I know that the ghosts have been people, but, uh, can they be animals too? Because there's a huge freakin' crow outside and I swear it's been watching me.

I still don't fully trust any of y I need to ask I'm sorry, for making an ass of myself the other night. I get like that sometimes. Understatement, thy name is me. I was content to find my own living space, given the pretty horrible first impression I made, but...things have changed, and I'd like to know if you have any problem with me and someone else coming to live there. Anything you feel you need me to disclose, I will. Even though I won't like it. This still feels too much like the Lazarus Gro

Okay, so I don’t really know what happened here, but I’m in the library, in someplace called Lawrence, which is in Kansas, and this really isn’t where I was when I woke up this morning, completely different state even, and you guys really suck at encryption, just so you know, anybody walking in off the street can find this forum, but I guess that’s a good thing or I wouldn’t have been able to find it.

So, I guess this is me asking for help. Can someone tell me what's going on?

What exactly is fanfiction? Aside from the obvious. I don't know how I feel about having "fans"

I sent some of my friends out to visit.

Who wants to play another game?

Alright, it's been twenty-four hours-ish since I ended up here.  I'm getting to the point where I just want to know everything I can about where I am.  Once I'm more secure in all of that I'm going to have to start looking for a job. 

I just realized I suck at taking a break. So this is me signing offline for a couple of days. Reach me by comm if theirs anything important.

Someone owes me a new set of tires.