Journal Entries of the Mentally Unstable

Raelynn

January 16 Sunday

I was very skeptical about actually writing in this but I was told no one was ever going to read it. I would gladly die before I let anyone especially the people trying to get information out of me read my own personal thoughts and feelings. I was however promised that this would help me get out of this joint. As long as it never left my arms no one could ever read it and thus my thoughts were safe. So here it goes.

My name was Raelynn Blenner. I was around seventeen or so they told me I was still skeptical I mean they could have easily just erased my memory and filled it with fake ones like my age. I felt way older then seventeen and why would the government recruit a seventeen year old for a very important mission that just didn't make any sense. I had short red hair and green eyes and freckles that covered most of my face. I suppose that's why the government thought I would be great for the mission not only was I incredible smart but I had a face that people would forget and remember at the same time. My mission was pretty clear I had to help a scientist who had been captured and put in a mental hospital so they could try and get information out of him without any one being the wiser. All I had to do was get him out but just as I was getting the letter of who it was they were holding they found me and locked me up in the same place. My number one goal was finding him/her and getting them to safety but I figured it would be a whole lot easier if 1. I knew it who that person was 2. I wasn't in the same place and 3. If I had allies to help me escape. It was hard knowing if you could trust a person in this place or not so far I trusted Tate the most. But I still had my doubts about him.

I played along with their game for the most part I went to all the activities and followed there schedule. I even put up with the ridicules pajamas. But if there was even the slightest chance I might be able to escape I would take it. Unfortunately this made me spent a lot of time in what the locals call The Winter room for some reason. There where a few things however I would not do like, whenever it was time to eat I made sure that a person with the same food as me ate first just in case it was poisoned or worse. You never new with these crazy people and I don't mean the patients.   

January 17 Monday

Well no one tried to read my journal. Mostly because I had kept it under lock and key always in my arms. We had another session of group therapy today. Everyone was there including North who had just got let out for brining in a knife. I really must find out where he got it, just imagine what I could do with a weapon. I would be out of here in no time. The therapy was very unhelpful I learned nothing of their evil plan just that Tate's anger problems were getting worse and that North was beginning to show real improvement besides the whole knife thing. But that helped no one. I need a way to get more information out of these people maybe if I kidnapped one of them and locked them in The Winter room until they finally broke down and told me who they were keeping and how to get out. Yes, yes I think I'll try just that.

January 18 Tuesday

That was a complete and utter failure.

It started out just fine I told one of The Rabbits that there was a fight. I swear in another life I could have been an actor he didn't even hesitate to come break up a fight that wasn't there. But as we approached the area where the said fight was happening he started the slow tell he rounded the corner to the entrance of The Winter room to find nothing.

"Nobodies here, have you been feeling alright. Have you been seeing stuff like this a lot?" He fell right into my trap. Like a mouse to the smell of  cheese and then SNAP decapitated.

"No they were just here in The Winter room just go look it looked like someone was getting seriously hurt!"

Of course my brilliant acting worked like magic. He walked into the room and then he notice nothing. Before he could leave the room I slammed the door and with a click the door was locked. I walked over to the monitoring station. There was an intercom in the room.

"Now tell me what your plan is and who you are keeping in here and I might considered letting you go."

Little did I know that every Rabbit has a walkie talkie so he just called some back up. I was promptly but in the room where moments before I had locked one of them in. How ironic.