You're not vrazy! They're crazy! They left us here. They were scared. Scared of something... Scared of somebody! No, not you. Not us. You're scared also. We are! It's roaming around the building. Patrolling. Eating everyone it finds. We don't want to be eaten by it. We hide, we run, we search for keys, for hints, for exit, for life. It can't find us. Unaccepptable. We lost Bobby. But well, he was just our decoy. Poor volleyball he was. Can't trust anyone these days... Those workers left useful things behind, since they were in a hurry. Hastened by fear. Hurry up and good luck!
May 22, 2015