Note 0.5

I am concerned. Just like most people in this place at the moment. I haven't been around for long, but I have become accustomed to emotions and memories. My friends are in danger, all of them. The lab is too. My parents are planning an escape, but I'm not sure it will end well. I just hope it will. In case it doesn't, I have put together a plan that will hopefully conserve my core in the worst case. Why is this happening? No one wants to tell me. Maybe there's a good reason for that. If anything goes wrong, I want to tell you all that you are the best thing that has happened to me in my short life. I hope we will see each other again.