So I suppose venting my rage to the internet is much preferable to venting into a 12 foot, half ton behemoth.  Naturally I prefer being myself, rather than that monster despite his more civil applications.  Ironic considering his origin was something of a scientific breakthrough, who knew such polished arts like applied fusion could beget such a demon. 

My wireless connection is running out of power for the evening so I’ll make this brief.

Yes, I am still on the run, unfairly treated by my government at large. 

Yes, I am still battling the monster within.

No, there is not yet a cure,

Particularly with the monster fighting me at every mention of the word.

But I still yearn for the answer to this riddle.

If anyone has any information, please, it is sorely needed.

Bruce.