II. -4-

[gravity_walk]

The clock's going crazy.

And I'm seeing shadows outta the corner of my eye. Moving.

I was starting to think I was going crazy, but there's a radio on my desk now. It's indestructable, like the damn door. All it plays is ... static. White noise.

What the hell's next? Ghosts?

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[bared_ambition]

So that strange device is called a radio?

So it would seem I am not seeing things...I wonder what is going on.

[gravity_walk]

Whatever it is, it's gotten worse from yesterday.

I'm not spending another day in here. No way in hell.

[bared_ambition]

Indeed not to mention the one behind it seems more than a little...insane. I cannot help but wonder what will happen next.

If you manage to find a way out of your room besides a hole in the bathroom, would you care to share it?

[sitard]

I saw him, I saw him-- Is that guy possessed or something? Everything's silent out here, but. Have more people really been killed-?

...You're okay, right Xigbar?

[gravity_walk]

You saw the bastard? Seriously, drown the guy, kid... You'd do us all a favor. I can't tell. I just read things on the computer. Nothing else I can do.

I'm running on adrenaline or something. Didn't sleep much. There's something in here with me.

[sitard]

Are you kidding me-? Uh, I could try, but if he's got some wicked door voodoo and is capable of killing people, I don't know what my chances are here...

Something...? A-Are you sure?? It is kinda weird that radio appeared in there, but... You were kidding about the ghost thing, right?

[gravity_walk]

Do I sound like I'm kidding? Soooo ... you're planning on standing around and waiting for him to kill you?

I don't know for sure. Maybe something came through that hole. I keep thinking about going in there, but it's like-- it looks like something's been dragged in or out of there. Blood. Dirt. It's weird.