I should be getting out of here. I looked up the rules for a reason. I'm trying very hard not to act too stupid. Because I'm not. Stupid, I mean. I have a backpack full of supplies all ready to go, just in case. When the risks get too bad, I'm gone.
But I can't. Not yet.
Dea knew something; I'm sure she did. And I'm also sure she wrote it down. But her notebook's in code and I can't read it. Even assuming I can crack it, Dea was always more knowledgeable about the paranormal than I was. And she has- had- more books on the subject than even the library. Those books are here. I can't take them with me. Certainly not all of them, since she had like a whole shelf just for them.
So I can't leave yet. But I can't put so many people in danger just for getting the wrong room assignment.
And how do I even know what I'm looking for? Dea had all kinds of books on everything from psychics to a booklet on speaking some made up video game language she printed out in the computer lab one day-
...I'm an idiot.
Off to read up on Dea's crazy interests, BRB.