Grace is gone.

I'll be moving her things to my place, if you need me. [Added as an afterthought:] I apologize in advance for the noise I might make.

I'm locked in the elevator with a few other people. It wont move and we cant get out. I'm just lucky to have my journal with me right now.

I have no idea how long we'll be stuck in here, but I have a favor to ask. If anyone can feed my cat... It would really be appreciated.

Thanks.

I'm going down to the Wilder Ballroom in case Grace is there. She's gone somewhere, and she's left a note, but I cant help but worry.

Especially with a lot of people missing and all now...