Today is marcus's birthday, but he's not around to celebrate it. I sit in front of F45 monitor and just watch. F45 gets out of bed, paces around the room, looks at the camera, then lays back down. He has done this about five times now. He gets up, takes one step and stares at the camera. He just stands there as if watching me. Abruptly his light goes out with a loud pop. Being the only Nurse guard on duty at this time, I pull out a new light bulb and head down to F45. While i'm walking down the F hallway something tells me to walk faster. No not a physical voice more of a gut feeling. I look behind me, no ones there no need to be paranoid. I continue to walk. Once I reach F45 i'm confused, the monitor showed that his light had gone out. A bright yellow light shines through the slot hole. I knocked" F45? i'm coming in please sit on your bed back to the door" I herd scruffeling, high pitched scratches as if a dogs claws were hitting the tile. I slowly reached for my keys, my hands shaking as I gripped the master key. The scratching grew louder and more frantic as the key closed its distance with the lock. As soon as I turned the key the noises came to a stop. I slowly opened the door. The light was fine and in working order. F45 was nowhere to be seen. His bed perfectly made. His room perfectly clean, except for 2 drops of blood on his pillow. I reached for my radio and thats when the bulb burst......