I was being terrorized by Homelander in my own apartment. I think he'd already killed a bunch of other people, and he needed something from me. He told me to do it, and left. I knew he would never leave me alone, this would probably not end well for me, and he knows where I live. I knew I probably needed to move, quietly and without anyone knowing. I got back to my computer. It was my older 2016 machine, and I had successfully gotten it to run Windows 98.
I waited way too long to write this down, so most of it is gone. I was with my old high school friends, Fenn and Barra. I was feeling a sense of melancholy, as if on some level I knew they weren't real and I was just reliving a piece of the past.