When I decoded a file that came today by e-mail, I saw the image of a dead infant. I couldn’t find the address the file came from. I wonder if it’s from the person that started that tasteless online game. I’m getting scared to open my mail now. I can’t leave here, though. At least not until I enter junior high and start an ordinary life. When I start junior high, and I’ll have friends and I’ll be busy, and I might not have time to come to the net. I ought to study the net now while I still have time.