This is the prose that ran through my head as I first leafed through the tattered diary of Martin Hinge. It seemed as though his mind was warped with feelings of paranoia and frustration. In some ways he could have been thought of as mad I'm sure, but in my mind he was just a misunderstood young man bent on proving his worth. His problems made him the different one in society. The words in his journal allowed me the ability to put together his story. Whether it is more correct than incorrect I shall more likely never know. Hopefully you can put together the puzzle better than I. Most of the duologue is an inference based on the contents of his diaries. I feel fairly confident that it is as close as possible to the actual events. Feel free to turn page after page of this (I believe interesting fits best here) story. It will probably change your life in some way. I hope it changes your life for the better.