i woke up with something cold in my hand. i looked down. it was the glass cup from last night. i was sure i put it on my nightstand, but i guess i was tired enough that i didnt notice or care. i went for a walk around the block for some fresh air. it felt musty, and unclean in the house. i still had alot of work to do, and i dont think im ready. i went out to go to the grocery store so that i could make some actual food, instead of buying out. its not very healthy to always eat out. i made fritatss, and i missed actual cooking. u ate my lovely food, and went to bed. and strangely... i woke up. in the morning, not at 3:00. i pulled the covers off of me, and went to open my door when.... it was locked. i jimmed it and tried to kick it down, but nothing happened. i ran over to the window, but there was concrete. it was sealed. i just got back into my bed, confusdd and scared. and eventually... i fell asleep. i was lying in bed when i heard lock turn and i immediately got thirsty and hungry. i ran to make sure it was unlocked. and... it opened like nothing. almost every other room had a mirror so i tridd to check them but... no other door were there. the bathroom was, but it didnt have the window. the front door was locked, but i could see outside. it was the summer, yet it was snowing. i guess snow isn't always grand. the cold can be a harbinger of death, and sad. here i will stay, until the front door is open to me. a few months ago, i was in my room at 12:24 pm when the front dior opened, and closed... and i heard voices