Aftermath

Day 18: The cops still haven't arrived, or maybe they have. Maybe the screams I heard yesterday belonged to them. It doesn't matter anyways. The outcome of my downfall was inevitable. I can smell rotting coming from the building area. The stench gets worse everyday, like something is decaying. Was that statue there before? It doesn't matter. I hope to atleast find the core of all this abrupt chaos before I go like the others. Maybe if I find Bethany, she will know how to hotwire a car and get us out of here? If she is still alive, atleast.