Dear Diary,

We've landed on a world where lying habitually equals death. Everyone is fitted with these collars around their necks. Truth collars they call them. Remmy met a girl named Angelique and has been spending the slide with her, while I seperated from Quinn and the Professor and unfortunately landed in the clutches of the host of Hard Copy. With these collars on, I had no choice but to tell him the truth! Now he says he's going to follow me to the park where we are supposed to slide out and get it on tape. I don't know how to stop him, and I just know Quinn will be totally pissed off. But with these collars strangling us, what could I do? It's a federtal offense not to wear them, and all I need is to get thrown in jail. So I guess this world is gonna get a taste of sliding. I only hope it doesn't affect this world for the worse.

Love,

Wade