[Most of the food never gets touched when it's left out so obviously, but the photographs and the journal are always in obviously different places. And then, one day, the journal is gone.
For nearly two weeks after that, there's no disturbances at all.
Then, just as suddenly as it disappeared, the journal reappears. Some of the pages are crinkled as if they've been turned too many times even in such a short period as two weeks, and one page that he'd written about Bucky's family on is gone altogether, torn out. But, for the first time, something is added to the room. A postcard with Coney Island on the front of it, and handwriting on the back that hasn't changed since the 1940s, neat cursive of the sort that all kids used to have to learn and practise until it was perfect.]
Steve. I have a last mission now. It's nearly over. Bu Jame Barnes.
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For nearly two weeks after that, there's no disturbances at all.
Then, just as suddenly as it disappeared, the journal reappears. Some of the pages are crinkled as if they've been turned too many times even in such a short period as two weeks, and one page that he'd written about Bucky's family on is gone altogether, torn out. But, for the first time, something is added to the room. A postcard with Coney Island on the front of it, and handwriting on the back that hasn't changed since the 1940s, neat cursive of the sort that all kids used to have to learn and practise until it was perfect.]
Steve.
I have a last mission now. It's nearly over.
BuJame
Barnes.