May 13th

This room stinks of death.
Based upon the information
I've found, I believe that I'm
far south of the equator.

Lucky for me that Bob in
the bunk below me, is one of
those interesting types of guys...

May 16th

Today Bob told some crazy story
of why he was put this place
with me. Bob said that he used
to be an attendant of the head
of this place. This "boss"
named Alfred supposedly placed
him in here because of a tiny
little mistake.

What does that mean?
What's going to happen to me?