Hill House, not sane, stands against its hills holding darkness within. It has stood so for a hundred years and might stand a hundred more. Within, walls continue upright, bricks meet evenly, floors are firm, and doors are sensibly shut. Silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House. And those who walk there, walk together.
“Sometimes I like you so much that I can’t stand it. It fills up inside me, all the way to the brim, and I feel like I could overflow. I like you so much I don’t know what to do with it. My heart beats so fast when I know I’m going to see you again. And then, when you do look at me, I feel like the luckiest girl in the world. […] You haven’t brought me down. Just the opposite. You’ve brought me out. You gave me my first love story, Peter. Please just don’t let it be over yet.”
I need you to know that I like you, Peter Kavinsky.
I’m in love with you, Lara Jean. Only you.
It took me 30 years, but I finally cracked the Eligius III mission file. Turns out it wasn’t a mining mission. After sucking the Earth dry of oil, they went looking for a new planet to tap. I set the coordinates a week ago. If I’m right, you should get there in 75 years. I’m tempted to put myself in cryo to see it, but without Harper… Anyway. It’s in the Goldilocks zone of a binary star system. But that’s all I know. Eligius III never radioed back, or if they did, it was after Apocalypse One, so no one heard it. Can you see it? Is it beautiful? It is in my dreams. I hope we do better there. I hope Jasper was wrong, and we aren’t the problem. I hope your lives will be as happy as mine has been. Be the good guys. May we meet again.
It’s their own fault. They should’ve never given us uniforms if they didn’t want us to be an army.
Can you imagine how fucked we’d be if these poor assholes ever remembered what the guests do to them?
