[b]entry#23[/b]

The recording stars with the foundling of the recorder and a am accidental rub of the microphone. "Today I found a dead dog. It made me sad thinking about how scared it must have felt or weak it must have been. It reminded me of myself in a way. The twisted and lifeless body represents how I feel inside you could say. I decided I would keep a memory of it. I brought a camera along with this recorder to document my findings for anyone who finds this. I saw a person earlier today. They waved to me, or at least I thought they did. It turned out to be just a skeletal arm in the wind. I'm staying in an old metal shack in the middle of some scorched trees. It's run down but it's the closest thing I have to call home for the time being. It hasn't been easy with Jerry being gone. I think I'll go inside without interaction of some sort of living interaction. I question myself when I think about why I'm here. [b]the message ends with click from the button.[/b]