What is happening to me? According to my laptop it's 1.55am (GMT) on Saturday the 9th of April. The last thing I remember was checking into a Hotel on Rue Claude Debussy on Monday. I put my luggage in my room , read Jennings message, walked out onto the balcony to have a cigarette before I wrote my reply and then…well, I just woke up here.
I think, though I can't be certain, that I'm in William's old room at his father's house. There are trophies on a shelf with his name on them but this isn't William's old room back home, I've been in that room before. I haven't ventured out of the room yet. I think there are some people downstairs – I can hear voices and music. I wonder if they know that I'm up here? Perhaps, I've been kidnapped. Maybe, I was drugged during the raid of the beach house – which would explain why I have no memory of what happened between that day, March 1st, and the day I woke up in my house, March 30th – and I was drugged again on Monday.
What if the DPIR have found me and they're keeping me up here whilst they decide what to do with me? What if they've already searched this house and figured out where Emily and Harrison have gone?
But then…my clothes are different. Why would they change my clothes? Also, there's a receipt in my pocket. Apparently, I bought a bottle of water on Wednesday using Sarah's dad's debit card.
I'm going to post this and then I'm going to go downstairs.
God only knows what I'll find.
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