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Journal of the Insane (Post #10)

July 13, 2008,
The smell is so infuriating! It just won’t die down at all! As I laid in my sleeping bag last night and began smelling the horrible odor increase little by little, an idea hatched in my head. I’ve always been teaching myself how to slip away from the nightly straight jacket and I finally used it. I slipped out of my jacket and ran over towards the hidden room where I stashed the mans corpse. The closer I got to the dead man, the worse the smell came. It was so overbearing I actually vomited a few times before I finally got used to the smell. After the smell became a custom to me, I put my plan into motion. I stripped the man of his white coat and his strange hat and put him in my straight jacket. Finally! I have a chance to get the hell out of here and find out what has been going on! I moved his lifeless body towards the corner of the room and waited for the others to do their daily checks in the morning. I hope this works… I might actually get out of here and be with my family once again!

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