Puff Puff's New Glasses

I Don't Know What He Did To Me

My head feels funny. I managed to get the tie off, but it took a lot of struggling. It felt almost like a noose wrapped around my neck, and Humbert kept trying to force it back onto me. I once again tried to tell Axel, but this time he actually listened. He told me about something Humbert did to him too, something about trying to cut his hair shorter. We're going to go about this together now.

In the mean time, I've begun taking notes on Humbert. If I'm going to understand him, I need to track his every trait.

He smells like nothing, like any and all scent is shed like a meat suit or a snake skin. He doesn't blink anymore, and he's only ever frowned when Axel called him Puff. He doesn't seem to sleep much either. Axel is convinced that he saw the void in Humbert's mouth. I'm not sure of that last one, but I wouldn't consider it impossible. Not after everything else "Humbert" has done.