Reality
From The Birdhouse
I've started caring for this world's inhabitants like I never did in the old world. I don't know why. They're not real. Nothing of this is real. Is it?
I don't know what's real anymore.
Why do you care so much for the "inhabitants" of this island? None of them are real. It's all a game of some kind. None of this is real. None of this is real. None of this is real. None of this is real. None of this is real. None of this is real. None of this is real.
My "pets" are just inanimate unreal toys, all of your pets are just toys to whoever the "creator" is. And yet I can't bring myself to hurt them.
Why can't anyone else see it? Why am I the only one? Is anyone else here real? I thought they were. I thought everyone else was real. I
[The surrounding pages are smeared with water and unreadable.]