Bio
Name: Daniel Robert Lance Big Plume
Nickname: Saturnyne
Birthday: May 3, 1980
Age: 26
Sun Sign: Taurus
Moon Sign: Sagittarius
Chinese Zodiac: Monkey (Born)
Height: 170 cm
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Brown
Status: Single
Favorites
Color: Blue
Food: Chicken
Animal: Cat
Anime: Sailormoon
Show: CSI
PJ's: Sweatpants/ T-shirt
Pokemon: Porygon
Website: NHB Radio
My Linux Desktop
Current Moods
Song: Dog's A Best Friend's Dog
Links
Official Sins Of Science Homepage
Space-Kitten.Org
Wing Commander CIC
Tears For Fears
Contact
Email: saturnyne1d@netscape.net
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Saturday, July 06, 2002
4:13 AM I've just awoke from a strange dream. In it, all the people had no flesh on their faces. I was only talking to the skulls. They all stared at me with their empty eye sockets, and yet I could still feel their cold and vicious stares, studying my soul... A voice kept talking to me. It was as if my will was not my own. Like I was being controlled. Mom said it was the demon talking to me in my dream. She says that it's only a dream and not a nightmare. It scares me to think that one day my thoughts won't be my own. It was embarrassing and it hurt in many ways, but today, Andrea gave me the first bath I've had in days. It was also an excuse to change my bandages as well. This is the first time they've been changed since I was brought here. My new bandages are soft and white. The old ones are raggety and all soaked through. My bath was really kind of a shower. I stood under a hose of cold water (which felt really good on my burns), while Andrea carefully peeled off my old skin and washed all of the open wounds clean. It was unnerving to see chunks of what was once useful flesh fall to the floor and in some cases, shatter into powder. I also got to take a good look at myself. My whole body is covered in burns. It seems that only my face was spared. Andrea was as pretty as ever today. I think I like her a lot. Her smile and her look are all I think about at night. Even these bandages feel special because she put them on me. And she's different from those doctors. She cares about me. She makes everything about all this wierdness feel better. I wonder if she has a boyfriend?
Thursday, July 04, 2002 4:06 AM Everyday, more and more doctors gather at my door to talk about me. There were five at my door, huddled in a circle, talking about whatever it was they were talking about. They brought in a nurse today named Andrea. She is very nice. She has long chestnut hair, smooth creamy skin, and the deepest brown eyes I have ever seen. I wanted to look handsome for her, but I don't know. How handsome could I look with my body being burned all over? She said hello to me and smiled. I think she liked me, even though I'm charred and burned like this. Maybe she's an angel. Mom was in here today too. She talked with me for hours about this demon who is supposed to come forth and wash the sins from the world. I don't know what she's talking about. I just want to go home. My room is not like a normal hospital room. Am I even in the hospital? All the walls are concrete, and there are no windows. Where am I? I hear sirens in the distance, which I think are ambulances. But that could be anything. I think the doctors are doing things to play with my mind. I don't like them very much. I miss my home...
Tuesday, July 02, 2002 2:57 AM It's been two days since they brought me here. When the fire happened at home, and the sirens came, they brought me here. I've been wrapped in bandages. Until yesterday, they even covered my face. I'm burned all over. Mom says I'm not dying, but I'm always in pain. They even keep me in this wierd room... The doctors are talking about me again. I don't know what they're saying, because they're whispering. But I know it's about me, because the head doctor keeps looking at me. I don't like them very much.
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