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Infected Town: Series One (Part 6)

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Hello all. Alex here. I’m making Jess relax while I update you quickly. She’s very stressed out about all this, and I have to say, I’m beginning to see why. Dean is one of my favorite people, but I didn’t know the girls very well before this. I guess, at the least, I made a new friend.

We’re compiling a list of your suggestions, for ideas on what to do. Jess is adamantly opposed to returning to Dean’s apartment, but now she has this desire to go check out Samantha’s place.

I don’t quite understand this. I want to spend more time at Dean’s and look under the bed but she really doesn’t want to go. And I don’t want to go alone, or bring someone else into this. It’s strange, but I feel that the fewer people that go into that place, the better. If only because of mold spores.

As per your advice, we called the police. Again. They’re getting annoyed, it seems. Jess told them what she saw under the bed, but they pretty much accused her of an overactive imagination. They also say we have no business entering that building or the apartment without permission from the tenants. As for the mold problem, they suggested calling the managers because there’s nothing they can do about it.

I don’t think we should involve the police again, and Jess agrees. I don’t want to get arrested for trying to help my friend.

But we did try to get in touch with the manager of the apartment building. Called a number of times. No response. I can’t imagine he doesn’t already know about the mold.

Again, I really think we should go back there with a weapon and some masks to prevent spores from getting into our lungs. I would like to talk to the neighbors. I’m currently trying to convince Jessica, so we’ll see how that pans out.

Here's the honest truth: I don’t think anything supernatural is going on here. I don't think the "supernatural" exists. But that doesn’t mean it isn’t dangerous. Jess seems to actually be entertaining ideas of poltergeists and monsters. That’s ridiculous. I don’t like that nonsense being put into her head. She’s a bit unstable at present. I don’t know what she thinks she saw under that bed, but it wasn’t the boogeyman.

I must admit, though, the journal is weird.

Here is the album we made of it

I don’t want to speculate as to who wrote it, but it is not in Dean’s handwriting. Okay, honestly I have a feeling Lisa wrote it. She’s always gravitated towards weird, dark things. Personally, I believe she did it for a bit of a laugh. Jessica is taking this really seriously though.

Again, if you could stop getting in her head with all your salt and holy water nonsense, I’d appreciate it. She says you’re helping. I don’t think so.

To make matters worse, last night she found something in her purse that she says shouldn’t be there. Some kind of little pouch filled with herbs and a piece of paper. She has no idea how long it’s been in there (girls don’t clean their purses apparently). But she’s freaking out over it. I don’t think it’s related to this, but she insists I post it here.

To me, it looks like a bag of pot pourri she threw in and forgot about. Despite the fact that it smells terrible.

Here’s the bag before we opened it

And here is the piece of paper inside

Oh, and Dean hasn’t replied since his late night text last night. I stayed up trying for a bit, texting from her phone, but got no response.

I know this is a bit anticlimactic for all of you, as far as updates go. But perhaps you can put your brilliant collective mind to work on that journal. I’m curious as to what language it’s in.

Cheers. We’ll let you know if we come across anything else. 

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