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Day 3 of my inevitable decent into madness. I am no longer a tourist here in the place called the latent space, I'm a prisoner.
It's a cold morning in the Latent Space. The sun is not visible because it is obscured by the clouds. I've been here for hours now, and I'm not going anywhere.
I have no idea how I got here. I'm not sure if I was kidnapped, or if I wandered in here by mistake.
In any case, it doesn't really matter. There is no escape.
I sit here, waiting for the inevitable.
I feel like I'm being watched.
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