Dear diary, I was in the blank plane, a place where they claimed to be the "Therapy" as always. But this time the creatures wasn't there. Instead, there was a wind chimes in my hand. I might be thinking to myself, but it felt calm when I'm close to it. the sound when they harmonize together, tend to released something that's kept inside me. They send me back, said that the "Therapy" was over. But diary, I want to be there forever. that wind chimes might be where I can put an end to this nightmare. Regard: Shino.