Pff...I realize why the vaccines are so useless now.

[There's a pause.]

I know...I should feel afraid. I know that death is the last great enemy. But I can't. I don't know why.

[He sniffs.]

Maybe I'll see Charlotte again...wouldn't that be great?

[Another pause.]

Angelicus, if you haven't disappeared by now...I would like to see you. That is, if I haven't disappeared already...

...I'm sorry for disappearing for a while. I'm sorry, Angelicus, for making you worry. I think...I think I'm okay now.

By the way, out of interest, does anyone know where to find a piano?

The fate of a single man can be rich with significance, that of a few hundred less so, but the history of thousands and millions of men does not mean anything at all, in any adequate sense of the word.

-excerpt from Solaris

And yet, I believe that history wouldn't be anything without the combination of all our fates. All of us, from several different worlds, brought together...we change each other, change our perceptions of our own worlds, make friends, make enemies, make acquaintances that can never be forgotten...

Anyways, I'm digressing.

I was just thinking....do any of you have a flare? If there are other people outside Manhattan, it might be possible to alert them that we are here...but, of course, if no one is around us, it might be all for nothing.

But I'm not giving up hope. Not yet. Somehow, we will find a way out of here.

[The video opens, and the viewer looks into what seems to be a room filled with books. Stacks of book are piled everywhere, some practically falling down from the top of their stacks. The camera itself seems to be turned a bit sideways, as if the camera has fallen over. Daniel is nowhere to be seen, but a distinct sobbing can be heard in the background. After a while, a voice can be heard.]

Charlotte... Charlotte... Why, why couldn't I save her? Why did she have to...

[The voice breaks off, and Daniel comes on camera; however, he doesn't seem to notice it and walks back and forth in front of it. He's holding his head in his hands, and keeps sobbing.]

I mean...why did she have to go...I...loved her! I promised...I promised I would keep her safe...

[He sits down on a pile of books.]

Why did these memories have to come back? I...don't want to remember how she died! I don't want to...I want to remember only the good times with her...

[He takes a journal from a nearby stack and starts flipping through it, his face set in a pained look. He opens up his mouth as if he's going to say something more, but suddenly something black falls in front of the camera, and the transmission ends.]

Since I don't have my journal, I'll just have to make do. I'm sorry if the stuff I record here doesn't make any sense to you, but it does to me.
I don't want to start forgetting again...

F = 96 485.339 9(24) C/mol
F=Avogadro's number times the elementary change of an electron (e)
Avagadro's number= 6.022x10 to the 23rd power mols to the negative one power
e= 1.602x10 to the negative 19th power C

m=(Q/F)(M/z)
m is the mass of the substance altered at an electrode
Q is the total electric charge passed through the substance
F = 96 485 C mol^-1 is the Faraday constant
M is the molar mass of the substance
z is the valence number of ions of the substance (electrons transferred per ion)

Using Eddington-Finkelstein Coordinates (V, R) removes (?) the singularity at R=2m As R gets smaller - Light Cones tip over.

Oh, and by the way...could I stay somewhere with any of you? I don't really like walking around these streets, if you know what I mean.

How's my driving?

Comments will be screened. Don't be afraid to launch any sort of criticism you have; I need it, since this is the very first time I've played this character.