HE CAN'T HAVE WHAT I HAVE

Greetings! This should be day 15 of my work on the Nick Wilde Company's Final Days. My hope is that I can have this stupid thing done by the end of the year, which is only 9 days away. Clearly, I was not gifted enough time to finish this project, which is why I have been coming in on weekends to finish it. My hope is that, with all my hard-working hours and shit that I can have the documentary done by the end of the year!

...hopefully.

See, the problem is, that two of my greatest emotional support people, my beautiful wife, Sophia Aardvark, and my best friend, Jack Sheuay, both went missing the other day, and...I'm not sure I can complete this project without them, because, you see, I...I just...

I can't.

I can't do this.

I can't do it without them.

Jack would've wanted me to finish this, but...I don't think I can. I really don't think I can do anything anymore.

I just don't see it as being very plausible without my support system, I'm not sure if I can finish the project...I really need the project to be finished. My hopes were to get it done, but with all my drinking and without my support, my overall structure of the plan falls through.

The MEI want to revive the restaurant plans next year, which feels stupid, and make it Magisterium themed. They plan to communicate with RobotnikLand, in the Magisterium, specifically the WattPad World. I just don't understand why they can't talk to Life Formations. I guess it's because they failed back in 1997. I have a feeling it's going to go defunct again. Monika's hoping that a restaurant idea could resurrect the company. 

I don't understand why she thinks that's a good idea. It can only end one of one way, downhill.

I really don't know what to do anymore.

I can't get the hard drive for A. Sheuay.

I can't finish this stupid project.

I lost my wife; I lost my friend.

I've lost everything.

I just want everything to be over.

For the love of all things holy, can it just be over please?

I know it can't be over...

I know I can't just make it be over.

I have until the end of this year, then all my sorrows are either gone or A. Sheuay murders me.

And the MEI have to until the end of the year to hand over the hard drive to A. Sheuay.

God, I feel like I'm the middle of everything. This is why I hate the Magisterium. EVERYTHING revolves around the Magisterium.

A. Sheuay, the hard drive, the new restaurant plans, the missing people.

EVERYTHING.

If the Magisterium just...went away, all my problems would be solved.

But...I...I don't have the will to do so...

I want to do it, I really do, but...

I just can't...

It's not worth it to kill the very thing I spent so long creating.

I just want this stupid Magisterium to be over.

I was hoping that, when May 26th rolled around, this would all be over, and it seemed like it would be. The Magisterium was very quiet for many many months afterwards, and I heard nothing from them for a long while. In fact, I had thought they'd been destroyed or destroyed themselves.

But when I checked on August 12th, they were still there...in their usual fashion, hanging out, waiting for the next day to roll around.

So, here we are. A. Sheuay's alive, the Magisterium needs to die, and the end of the year is approaching way too quickly. Today's the 22nd. The end of the year is in 9 days. That's it. That's how many days I have left to get the hard drive and make the final documentary, no matter what Monika says about it.

She says that I shouldn't work on it anymore because it's been "cancelled" and that "she'll just move on", but I'm determined to finish what I started, since this is my Documentary Department. I decide when we are and are not cancelling something. I decide if the last episode is published. If it doesn't do so well, who fucking cares. I for one, don't.

On a different subject entirely, guess who's still "at the Storage Facility"? Alex Miller. News can't cover his death (they can call him "supposedly dead"), Luke Rodgers told Monika he was at the Storage Facility, and she's been telling everyone that as if it were the truth. I know he's dead, he's not alive anymore, but no one can say anything about it. So, even right now, Mrs. Miller, Harrison Miller, and Kimberly Miller have no clue that their father/husband is...dead.

They're probably worried sick...

I feel bad, but I can't work up the guts to go and tell them...

Maybe I'll send them this audit log.

Yeah...I'll do that...

Assuming I'm drunk enough or work up the guts enough to do it.

God, wish me luck...

This is John Aardvark signing off for today's audit log.

Hopefully this will all be over soon.

I really don't want this story to keep going.

This message is no longer a cry for help from A. Sheuay.

It's a cry for help from me.

Save me please.

Find the answers.

^the audit suddenly cuts, a deep voice, sounding to that of Dr. Robotnik, is heard^

You will soon be free, John...

You just have to wait for the end of the year, like you said.

But whatever you do, don't hand us to Murphy Enterprise Incorporated.

They would rip us to shreds.

If you want to keep us...

If you want your creation to survive...

Then do not...

DO NOT...

DO NOT hand us to Murphy Enterprise Incorporated.

Please...?

I know you can't hear me because you don't listen to these audit logs, and I know you are drunk, so it won't matter anyways...

But please...

Do not hand us the MEI.

I'd like to see the Magisterium thrive past 2021.

I just don't understand why you'd give us off so easily.

^the audit finally ends^

"...He's dead?" Harrison asks, "Mommy, what does that mean?" "I-It..." she sighs, "I-It means he's in a better place now than he was...not stuck in some creepy storage facility." "Will he ever come back?" asked Kimberly. "No...he never will..." She spoke with sad, tired eyes. 

The truth was out to the Miller family.

Alex was dead...

And John was risking his life for this.