Advancement

We are finally getting to talk aloud, or we will get to. All of us are suppose to meet up together at King's Park Psychiatric Center to talk about how we are going to get Blaire and Rocket's friend out of Sector B. I'm not sure who chose this terrible place to meet up, but I guess if it's the only place where we can finally talk aloud about what has been going on without fear of being heard then I'm okay with it. I remember my parents saying that this was one of the few places that the government couldn't keep guards stationed at due to the freaky stuff they claimed to have occurred here. They also can't listen in with their technology due to the paranormal activity. It's literally the safest place to talk. I only hope that the spirits that are said to haunt the place don't come out to play while we are here. Once we figure out our plan of action, we will finally be able to get something done. This waiting around wondering what will happen is getting old. This will be the first time that we are all going to be together. Let's hope we all get along long enough to figure this out.

I get this feeling that I am being watched, but I am in the middle of nowhere. Plus who in their right mind would follow me to this psych center or even know where I was going? It's probably just my nerves. They've been shot ever since this all started. I'm gonna have to tell Tim that a few days off work is needed.

Why is it that Tim and I didn't meet up with each other before coming here? He's been acting kind of strange lately. I don't know if the disappearance has caused him to crack, but something is definitely different. If so, this psych center might have done him some good...if it was still functioning.

There it is...it's massive! They must've kept a lot of patients here. It looks like nothing from Manhattan; maybe something out of Sector B. Sector B buildings are really old and rugged. I don't see anyone else. They must all be inside. As soon as I reach the door, I hear the loudest female scream. Craaaaap...it sounded like that reporter, Charlotte. Probably saw a rat or something. I guess I should try and find her......