Diary Entry #221
Day of our Lord, tenth of November, two-thousand and four.
The more I search these dilapidated ruins, the more I find traces of the indivual known only as "satchel". So many unanswered questions haunt my dreams...
Who was this man?
Why fate did he meet?
Did he like pie?
All I know is that he disappeared after December the twenty-first, two-thousand and two. All else remains an enigma.
Much the same as life itself, this mystery seems destined to endure...
"I've always been fascinated by failure!" -Charlie Brown