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| - Dear Diary,
Five days in and I am still stuck in Dr. Stein's stupid lab. We're down to our last granola bar...to be split among the eight of us. Fantastic. Just bloody fantastic.
This lab is starting to get to everyone. It's driving us mad because anything could be a clue. ANYTHING! Random furniture and scientific artifacts are strewn about. There's a periodic table, some dials, a maze thing, picture frames, posters, lab materials, books, etc. On top of that, it's a bit chilly and gloomy in here. I know it's Pittsburgh, but I feel like I haven't seen the sun in the longest time.
There have been about 5 main puzzles we had to solve sequentially in order to obtain a final code to unlock the main door. We're halfway there and working on the rest. Some are pretty intricate, and others not so much. Dr. Stein really is crazy. No wonder he had no friends.
Fortunately, I do, and so far we have needed everyone's efforts. I do feel we are getting close, but resources are running out and distracting us. People are starting to get a bit short with each other. Never thought words could hurt so much. Also, there have definitely been a few scuffles.
Apparently there is a 30% success rate. When we signed the waiver, we were so confident that we didn't even think to ask what happened to the 70% who did not escape. I pray we never find out.
Shoot, I just dropped my 1/8 of the granola bar on the ground. 5-second rule? Ha, I'll eat anything at this point.
Yours truly,
James
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