Welp, don't know why I'm recording this. My sanity is dwindling down here, and now its even worse hearing the partiegoers coaxing me out. No, this isn't my death note, nor my last will... I'm gonna head on a scav trek sometime soon, so let's hope some of the party pizza isn't rotten and the now man-now-partygoer backpacks aren't looted... I'm honestly scared... anywhere of note I should look at for supplies?