Sector 7

Area 1, Sector 1, November 11th, 2498, 10:59

Three days in a small room with one mattress, table, and light. There was a plain white door that leads to a minuscule bathroom with a small sink. Three days, alone in a small room.

I was currently curled up in a ball in between the wall and the mattress. My arms were wrapped around my knees and I had buried my face into the crook of my elbow. I was counting each breath and how long it took until I breathed again. My Chaser watched beeped and I stood up to stretch. To alleviate boredom, I made myself change what I was doing every hour. Right now, I decided to stretch.

I heard the sound of someone rattling the door handle and I tried to ignore it. I was being paranoid, as per usual. But I couldn't help it. I stood up and went to the door to test and see if someone was there. I pounded on the door and called out to the invisible man on the other side of the door. When no one answered, I returned to stretching. It felt good to get all the kinks out after counting my breath for an hour.

I've always been told solitary confinement is bad for a human being and I'm starting to see why. I was hallucinating frequently and it was getting harder and harder to come up with things to do. This morning they found Beryl dead. He had clawed at his skin enough to have him bleed out all over the worn-out mattress. I was devastated when I heard the news. I broke down and cried for an hour, which pushed my schedule for the day back again. This made me cry for another hour until I had no more tears in my body. By then I just accepted the fact my schedule was ruined and someone I hardly knew was dead.

Maybe this sudden outburst of emotion was a side effect of the isolation. I've never been that emotional before, even when I accepted Ajax's proposal. I always assumed I'd get that feminine temperament when I matured and got older, but I guess even now I still don't have. I assume that's my brother peeking through. But who could be for sure, besides my dad and Cyril?

I yawned and continued to stretch. I feel like I've been getting more and more tired as time wears on. I felt like I've been sleeping for days and days at a time and I kept missing the morning introduction Countess Briallen gave every morning explaining what was going on that day. With all the sleep I've been getting, I've been feeling more and more exhausted.

My Chaser watch beeped again and I looked down at it warily. I could've sworn I had forty more minutes left. What I actually saw shocked me. It was a Morse code message. Someone had typed out an E. I pressed a button on the side of the watch and received the code for who's watch sent it. The message I received was: - ⦁⦁⦁⦁ ⦁- ⦁⦁⦁ ⦁⦁ ⦁- --⦁. T H A S I A G.

Thasia sent this message. I started to hyperventilate. What did she want? Why did she contact me? Was she in trouble? Was she going to die? Were they going to kill us for using our watches? What if someone else got it too? Would Ajax be able to see it as well? What was going on?

I decided to answer, fear controlling my thoughts and hands. Thasia?

I waited a few milliseconds until I got my answer: Delphi? You there?

A sigh escaped my lips and I closed my eyes. Are you ok?

Yeah, I'm ok. Are you?

I nodded before I realized she couldn't see me. I shook my head and typed out my message. I'm ok. Are you experiencing any hallucinations or anything?

Yeah. I keep thinking I see a giant spider on the ceiling. What about you?

As soon as she sent that, I heard someone at the door. I got up and pummeled the door again, screaming for whoever it was to come let me out. However, the person refused to open the door and rescue me. I let out a small wail before remembering Thasia's message. I keep thinking someone's at the door.