Investigation Log – V. Grant, Day 22

I no longer feel safe here.

The circle has narrowed. Only three remain. And I am certain… I know who it is.

That is when it becomes most dangerous.

There are sounds now. Outside the door. Too deliberate to ignore, too quiet to confront. Footsteps… or imagination? Have I begun to question what is real?

This place no longer feels like shelter.

It feels like a trap. 

I should leave. I should have left sooner.

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