Diary Entry 6

Date: October 16
Time: 8:37 a.m.
Location: Windowless room with a bed, and a locked door

I don't know how I got here. Though it doesn't appear as if I'm in immediate danger, I'm really weirded out by the fact that I was put in this place without my knowledge. There isn't much here. . .a bed and a door with a glass panel down its center.
I look out the glass, and see nothing but white halls. No one has come to visit me since I woke up. Perhaps no one cares. Doesn't really matter to me.
I'm surprised when a little face appears in the glass. It's a small girl, with brown hair and green eyes. She's really cute. I find that I kind of like her.
I met her at the door, sitting cross-legged and tapping the glass. She ran away.
I sigh, banging my head on the door. Was I really so scary that kids even ran at the sight of me?
I jerk my head back up when the girl comes back, dragging a figure by the hand. My eyes widen at the figure.
His cloak was deep green, no face visible, and his glove gripped the hand of the child gently. I thought I was staring at the face of death.
Scrambling back, I tried to hide behind my bed, but I knew he was still standing there. He slid something under the door.
When I look, the girl is the only one standing there, but the note is sitting on the floor.
I won't read it. It isn't real. I'm going to ignore it.
Now I wish that little girl would leave.