Diary Entry - 05/18 Kevan
Is this thing on? Where are we? The air pressure feels all wrong, here, and I’m starting to feel claustrophobic. There are windows above the sink in the kitchen, but pulling the curtains aside I can’t tell whether they’re blacked out, or if it’s just dark outside. Or bare rock. Are we underground? I don’t remember that being mentioned in the waiver I signed.
I noticed a few doors concealed in the stucco-papered walls of the lounge - perhaps they’ll open up as the series progresses, perhaps we’ll get to see sunlight again. I think I’ll just sleep this off, for now.