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Its gotten worse. I had a hard time believing it ever could but it did. This is the fourth one now. This one is in the the old loading dock, right in the middle of the room, like the others. Ther're radiating out from it, from the Doorway. That has to be it. All rooms touching it have been populated by one of these things. And that is what it has to be. Rooms. They come to rooms. Four walls, and a ceiling, that is all they need. And then they just pop in, springing from the ground like dandelions. Tommy and I are now thinking of telling someone. Telling anybody. It has gotten out of control. We listened to Jason too much. When the first one showed up, we wanted to see what would happen. Maybe it was something we could use or benefit from. We didn't want to throw this thing away right before it did something cool. But now it is the fourth, and it has only been a few days. They are coming out, and fast. I don't know how, but they are. Give them a room to stand in and they will be there. Standing. Glowing from that weird fleshy bulb thing. God knows what that is even for. But that is no matter to us anymore.

I am not standing around anymore. I am getting someone. The police. Scientists. The mayor. Anyone I can get to come here and see it with their own two eyes. Someone to take the reins from us and get this back under control. Because I know this bad. Real bad. All they need is rooms. Four walls and a ceiling. Give them that and they pop in. And what do we do when your city is full of empty rooms, just ready to be taken?