Entry One

09/19/2009

After scouting some locations where Allen and Ketts may be, I then settled in a comfortable stay in a hotel somewhere in Kent County, Delaware; albeit closer to where he said the ʜᴏᴜꜱᴇ resided and began sifting through my research—hoping to find something, no, anything on this Center they keep droning about. Every single passage even mentioning the Center seem to be struck-through and more or less hidden away from the public just like the locations Allen tried so desperately to hide. What is this thing? More importantly, why does it need us to find them? Is it trying to lure us? Or is it trying to help us?

The path has opened up to so many questions that are seemingly bubbling with vacant spaces where answers are kept but strangely out of our reach. Confusion lingers upon us like a black fog drifting on the horzion on a cool winter's night. I don't understand what Allen is trying to convey. I don't know. I'm just so tired. I just... I can't stay here in this place. In this ʜᴏᴜꜱᴇ. No, I have to get help. I have to call up Jamie, tell her what's going on.