After my call with Ryder, I was certain that something was really up. He had carefully circumvented my questions, and when I had suggested spending time with him at the McDonald's, he had declined to do so without any tangible reason. If he was really interested, he was going to call me back I guess. I was even beginning to feel suspicious about his presence in that place.
People might say I think too much, but most of the times, I always end up being right. I sat in the dark of my room, pondering over the events of the few days since I got to Aldritch. This was not what I envisioned, but well, it was better than before. I had a feeling that whatever watched me was sent by Mr. Blackwood, I didn't understand what the craze was about me, but I was sure to find out.
The following morning,
