Yes, in a fit of unmitigated wankery I’ve completely revised Chapter Thirteen yet again. I won’t bore you with the tale of my epic fight against reason. Let’s just say this draft was written in crayon.

The events are essentially the same. Though some of the emotions are inverted, the story begins and ends on the same beats as the last version posted. The big change is that I pulled one of John’s inner conniptions back from Fourteen to where it lived originally.

Fourteen is almost entirely dialogue and it was… right. I wasn’t going to get into gory details, was I?

Okay, Chapter Thirteen is new. Chapter Fourteen is on the way. Your patience with my angst is epic. Thanks times infinity for reading.