Doors

[Written in purple ink. The handwriting is messy but legible with a girl-ish flair, and the writer is listed as Mary Jane W.]

Anyone out there? Peter? Liz? Things seem all weird, and I can't figure out why.

[Written in black ink, fairly neat letters but with no flourish at all. From John W.]

So these are my choices. Trapped in the brain of a girl that's too daft to realize I'm there, though at least I got her to go through the damn door. Or trapped in a city in a flat that is nothing but bad, and that I frankly can't afford any longer. Reenlisting is beginning to look better and better. Someone talk to me before the boredom drives me mad.

[The writing is old-fashioned and flourished, from Raoul C.]

Interesting. Life is full of adventures, isn't that what they say? I believe this certainly qualifies.