June 11, 2015

I woke up in my new dorm room and my bed was set against the window. Outside I could see the track and a few people walking past. It seemed to be early in the afternoon as the sun was still high in the sky. When I got up from bed, I emptied the contents of my backpack onto it then flipped the mattress over onto the floor. I opened the window which was now level with the bed frame and looked out. Moments later, someone came up and asked me to let them into the building to which I complied. They thanked me as they walked through my room and out of my door into the hallway.

It didn’t take long until everyone started to use my room and get in and out of the building.

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I woke up fumbling around while hearing a voice narrating my every action. I went into a dark bedroom looking for a bottle of pills with no success. Someone that was in the bed asked me if the wire in my hands was red or yellow but I didn’t know the answer. In order to get anything straight, we needed to “kill the narrator”.