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Found written on a pad under a mattress - room 41. Day 65: It has been 65 days since that horrifying day. That poor man didn't know what was to happen. I didn't know either. When we started up the machine I should have stopped him. But he volunteered to test it. And we were both intoxicated, so neither of us were thinking correctly. After he disappeared I was in shock for several days. I felt terrible, so, 33 days after, I went in after him. What I discovered is beyond any previous discovery! I discovered an entirely new world! I brought a few scientific instruments with me, and I noted that, surprisingly, this world's time cycle is very sim

Day 60: That was weird. I've been expecting it, but not quite like that. It's hard to even explain it. We went into "the lab" and they did odd stuff to us. I don't even know what they did to us, but they did inject something into me. They didn't do much of anything to him, though. So far I haven't seen any effects of the inoculation. Day 61: I was so shocked yesterday about "the lab" that I forgot to mention, Mr. Harlyn is here! He's just down the hall from me. I'm glad to know there's someone here that I can relate to. Day 62: So. I have only seen four different people here, barring Harlyn. There was the old warden, and the new warden. The

Found written in a booklet placed in a locked drawer-room 18- Translated roughly. Day 3: It has been given to me to record the events and happenings following the appearance of the strange creature. We have yet to figure out where he came from. We have attempted communication with it; however, it doesn't seem to understand even the simplest speech. It just appeared in this building three days ago. We had to place it in room 37 to prevent damage to itself, others, and the surrounding areas. It seemed that it was out of its mind. It calmed down the next day, after a deep rest. Although it did seem to be in severe pain for a while afterwards. I

Found written on various scraps of paper crammed in a crack in a wall — room 37 Day 19: Still stuck in this room. Haven't had food or drink for several days. Don't know how much longer I can survive. Not entirely true that there was no food or drink. I can capture the various insects and rodents to sustain me. My warden sporadically feeds me. Sometimes days go by between meals. I managed to scrounge a nub of pencil from a rat's nest, and a piece of paper. I've been marking the days on the wall with a rock. The only way I can tell night from day is from a crack in the wall. Minute amounts of light filter through. Boredom is not a problem

Cast out by heaven, Denied by Hell, Rejected by all, Here's where I fell. Alone in the dark, Companion of sorrow, Acceptance will always Escape from the morrow. Beaten and bruised, Bloody and battered, I've been expelled From all things that mattered. Who can I trust When all I hold dear Has been ripped from my heart And replaced by deep fear? How can I believe Your acceptance is real? I've been so deceived That pain's all I feel. Come ease the pain! If you can, please extinguish The fires in my soul. Remove all my anguish. But do not touch My tender heart. You may cause it To fall apart. Accept me now, The way I

I try to think of something deep, profound, Like all the poets of the ages; I let loose my mind, my thoughts unbound, But nothing's written on these blank pages. I attempt to write what's in my soul, But all that's there, or so it seems, Is an empty wasteland, there is no goal, Just a series of opaque dreams. In a massive struggle 'gainst my mind Words spew forth from my pen's tip. Indeed, a chain of words unwinds, But in the end, it's just a gyp. In resign I start once more To attempt some form of lofty verse. Impending failure seems in store For any lines that I rehearse. Instead, however, I succeed in finding Some subject

This day did start off wretched, Rainy as can be, Today would be quite awful, This I soon could see. Unexpectedly there came down A drop of golden honey. In a cascade of radiant drops The day became quite sunny. As soon as I went out, however, The sun hid by a cloud. I was, indeed, disappointed, At this cursed, thick, gray shroud. Dejected, I went back in To mourn the passing sol. But then, the sun shone bright again, The solid rays quite whole. Surprised I went back out To greet the warming sprite. But again he played a trick on me; And it was almost dark as night. The clouds were really angry, They poured their anger on

Feel the pain the numbness brings, Hear the song the mute man sings, Don't believe the truth of lies, Do not curse unseeing eyes, Feel the tender joys of sorrow, You must redeem now just to harrow, A light has been consumed by dark, The longest journey will not embark, You look behind to get ahead, You'll be alive when you are dead, Irreverence now shall stand in awe, This, I say, shall be the Law.