The play has ended, everything seems to have returned to normal. The horrific decor, the blood and the monsters are no more.

Also, I'm able to return to my room. I will be staying there for the time being for a much-needed shower and a rest.

Walter has reached his 21 ( Read more... )

I cannot believe this...

We are caged, forced to be the audience of such a horrific play...because of a room?!

I have gone to see the corpse on the third floor with my very own eyes. It indeed appears to be the one called Walter. The numbers '11' and '21' are carved into his feet, meaning he is most likely the 11th of the so-called 21 Sacraments ( Read more... )

The stage is not improving, as I do not like to be part of this rather gruesome plot. I am still locked out of my very own room, but besides the rather macabre look of the corridors there are also monsters crawling in the darkness. Fortunately, I still have my magic...I have found a device called a radio yesterday, but it is only making white noise ( Read more... )

Caged or uncaged, we seem to act as the audience of the most gruesome play.

I still cannot enter my room, yet the situation hasn't improved. Everything seems to be rusty and blood-stained. And where has everyone gone?

Then there are those murdered, man called Walter seems to be pulling the strings...

For what purpose, I wonder?

Opposed to the ones locked in, I am locked out.

I have tried opening my door with the keys, magic...nothing appears to work.

This is terribly inconvenient. Whoever is behind this so-called 'prank', I do not find this very amusing.