Been busy. Osteology quiz, so spending my free time studying instead of bugging Math TAs. Have left small squares of electrical tape out of normal line of sight on the doors I'm supposed to pass through on the way to class. Useful so far, learning the layout, counting steps. Still a creepy building. There's a strange noise in the halls when I'm alone, like wind, but not quite. The only word that really describes it is "susurrus," something I had to dig from the depths of my vocabulary.
Two pieces of dubiously good news. First is that I got a look at the summer dormitory telephone listing, found the number for the roommate of last year's probable Slender Man victim. Second one, take a look:
Yellow Chalk is back. On the upside, it's someone I might be able to help, or learn from. The downside is that where there's a runner, there's almost always something to run from. Remembering the trouble that none of us can get away from really brightens the fuck out of my day.
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