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Day 154. Or is it? I’ve stopped keeping track of time, but at this point I’ve been living in the attic of The Cave for as long as I can remember. It’s hard for me to even picture what it was like before this became my entire world. The sun has been rendered an abstract concept to me. But today, I had some kind of breakthrough. As I was harvesting my daily meal of wood shavings and insulation, I noticed what appeared to be a human-sized oval embedded within the wall. At first I felt trepidation, because to be honest, I’ve found comfort in this place. It’s become a cozy refuge from the outside world. There’s no war, no heartbreak, no stock market fluctuation. This attic has become my own personal heaven. But the human-sized oval beckoned me, and I stepped in cautiously. I found myself on a dirt path, it was snowing all around me. There seemed to be no one else in this space, but there were lampposts of all different shapes and sizes, glowing radiantly. Then, in the distance, I saw it. Could it be? A red Tesla M
