Day 1: It is time for my grand experiment. I, Dr. Holmes, shall lock myself in a room with no one else in it. I’m testing the effects of solitary on the human mind. 30 days from now, my friend shall unlock the door and let me out. For the next month it’ll be me, these books, food and water rations, chair, desk, and this ominous light.

 

Day 3: The silence in this room is deafening. I can hear my heart beat, my breathing; even this pencil gliding across the paper. I had trouble sleeping last night. I could have sworn I heard someone talking outside my door.

 

Day 7: It has been a while since my last entry. The days are dragging on. And the voices outside, they’re getting louder. Everything is so familiar in this room; I see it in my dreams.

 

Day 14: They’re outside, can’t you hear them? Come to us, they are saying. It’ll be okay. The room is spinning, turning; turning like a never-ending carnival ride. Can’t you hear them?

 

DAY: I have listened to them. I will do what they ask of me. It is for my own good.