another entry

I know you dicks are reading this, so let me get to the point. I am starting to severely dislike potatoes. With a bloody passion. Also, I want my purple ink pen back.

It wasn't terrible today, I guess. I mean, I woke up early, found out I was a resident in the long forgotten (and, might I say, forgotten for the best...) past. Found other people. Pet a horse. Got licked by a horse. Met Davis - he seems nice enough, though kind of stiff. Not that I blame him. I'm not a big fan of ruffles, so I'm going to see what I can do about that tomorrow. There's like, sewing shit and whatever, and I might as well have something to do other than peel another god-forsaken potato. Not that it'll stop me in the end from not cooking food. Seems like something a woman/invalid in this time period would do. Or, no. Maybe, being a woman, I should faint and things. Note to self: pay attention in history classes.

I read a book I don't know how long ago now. Neil Gaiman, called "The Wolves in the Walls". It was a kid's book, but it scared the bejeebus out of me. I remember this one picture of this plank of wood or something, and behind it was this eye, and it was definitely not human. Red, sort of. Maybe orange. I don't know why I remember that, but it's... scary. Knowing they're circling. What's worse is, when with the rest of the house? Someone in our group is trying to hurt people. There's already wolves in our walls.

Which brings me to my Scientific Analysis For The Day. I can tell you're all squirming with utter glee, Scientists. Patience.

As stated before, it is my firm belief that the people who have been removed from this experiment have not been released to the outside world. There is no contract binding enough, or monetary gain large enough, to be a sufficient bribe into keeping some mouths closed. Yet you keep sending fresh meat to the grider - meat that doesn't have the first clue about what's going on. Therefore, the word isn't getting out.

The second point is that several people have died, either by their own actions, the actions of other housemates, or by Your Almight Selves. This is the basis of the conclusion that You, as the wonderful people that you are, are powerful/rich enough to cover it up nice and tidy for them or for yourselves. Following this, you wouldn't want to risk your positions.

So we have A (you've removed loudmouths who aren't talking) and B (you've got the power to make sure they don't... in this life anyway... and you won't want that to end any time soon). Basic math time now: A+B=C

C = I don't think we, any of us, are going to get out of this experiment alive.