I’m going to write a journal about my adventures in Oblivion.
I woke up in a prison cell today. I’m not sure why I’m here or what my crime is, but hopefully I wont be here for long. Especially because my neighbor seems to be a real dick. Keeps telling me that I’m going to go mad and that the guards are going to cut my throat just to stop my ranting. If he continues however, he’s the one who’s going to have to worry about throats being cut.
There are still bones from the last prisoner in this cell. What a shitty prison.