July 18th , 2014

         "We made it as far as Romania. Lots of travel in the last few weeks has really broken her down; I can't keep seeing her like this. I found a place that is going to be long term, I just have to find some steady work. Ophelia believes that her sickness is not exactly a sickness at all, but withdrawal. Had I known that she was addicted to a deadly drug thanks to HYDRA, I would have done things differently. But she didn't tell me, until recently that is. I don't know her chances of survival, or if there is anything I can do to help her get through this. She seems convinced that she will pull through, but she looks worse every single day.

        I found work, but leaving her is almost impossible. She's not only sick, but terrified of being left alone. Even though I'd been part of HYDRA, used as a weapon for so many years, I can't even begin to imagine how she can feel the way she does. As far as she knows, she'd lived in that base almost since birth, and she doesn't understand the way the rest of the world works. It doesn't matter what I tell her, that no one is coming for her, because I don't believe it is that simple either. I'm not sure what scares me more; knowing that HYDRA would keep me alive, or knowing that they would kill her.

      No. I do know which scares me more."