Dear diary

Today was a god awful day when it comes to actually being productive.

I just crawled around, thinking I could outsmart hunger and fatigue, but holy crap was I wrong.

After I ate I didn’t really do anything anymore… At all.

I noticed there was something… off in that corner though… the one with the mold.

I feel like the spot had gotten darker… Genuinely a lot darker.

Might just be the lighting though (in a full, bright white room, yes). Or my mind playing tricks on me…

I was quite hungry after all… Maybe I started hallucinating…

I’m off to sleep now, diary.

I know it feels like I just woke up, but I’m getting really tired again. Maybe the bread did have something in it…?

Let’s hope for a productive day tomorrow.

We’ll need it if we ever are to get out of here.

Goodnight.