BEFORE YOU READ THIS NOTE GUERRA IS HIGH AS THE ISS ON MEDS, AND HE'SH GOD UH FIG LITHPh PEKUSH UFF ITt.
"You're not buying any of the stuff I fed my squad, I'm betting. Not that they bought it either.
You know I didn't take the airship's impact site well, and how I didn't stand for that technician's talkative quirks... Thus you're probably also aware of the instabilities I've developed. I believe I was having something of an episode, the other day. I felt like I was just... watching. What he said- sorry, what I said...
I mentioned a blood god, multiple times. There is something wrong with me, sir, and I won't stand for it. I can't stand at all, right now, but you get the idea. I don't know exactly how I'm able to reflect back on all of this, as if I'm a seperate person... Yet I feel like I am.
No, I am not trying to bail myself out of what I've done. I believe myself to be a monster. You're visibly angry, as are my squad mates. If you want to hit me... I can't stop you. I doubt the hospital staff would.
So that's what I said, anyway. Incoherent ramblings of a blood god. They got angry and killed in response."