Jack and I spent awhile in the Subject Information room, just scanning through what we thought sounded important. Jack was basically stealing because whatever thing she loves the most she'll just stuff the thing into her bag to take home. I just put the things back when I'm done with it, and then look for things that could aid me on understanding... understanding the quote, how the dream was infecting me so damn much, the doctors, 075... the boy. God I can't get him out of my head! He's just in my head, taunting me like a person holding a piece of meat just out of reach of a dog. It's so unfair! I sighed and slammed the book closed, the book on 075 only had so much on it, all I read was stuff I kinda already knew... I signed and looked around more. Maybe, hopefully, I'll find something on the doctors... I can't help but imagine the doctors, just torturing and using the poor girl's body for such awful experiments. The thought made me shiver and feel sick to my stomach. Sick bastards... I noticed a little book, it seemed a bit different from the others... I don't know why... It had a pale green cover, no title, and had loose paper stuffed inside causing paper to be sticking out so much. Junk journal maybe, just a book to stuff non-important things of the stuff put here. I flipped through it, just a meer skim through the pages, the smell of old paper haunting my lungs as I did. I had to be careful while I did that so all the loose paper didn't just fall to the ground. I was soon at the end of the book, the back being more of a brighter green than the cover, and there was a picture there. The picture was of a boy, with pale skin, pretty blue eyes, medium length hair shaved on one side and covered his right eye,  he wore a button-up light bluish gray shirt, jeans, and feet were out of shot. The boy in the picture was looking down at a book, too busy to even realize someone was taking a picture of him. I noticed he had faint freckles on his face, and the boy actually kinda looked like a girl. Why does he look familiar? Is he... The boy!? He was the doctor, wasn't he?! That bastard! I glared at the picture of the boy,"How can I trust you...?" I hissed under my breath,"You say something'?" Jack asked from her seat, looking at me over her book, must have heard me. I didn't want to bother. How would I explain? Say there was a psycho doctor coming to my dreams and talking to me? No thanks! I calmed down and looked at her,"No. Must've been in your head, Jack..." I lied, my voice more hushed then I wanted. She nodded and went back to reading. This is why I like Jack, she's so understanding and knows not to question me when I don't want to explain myself.

I glanced back at the boy in the picture... I quietly sighed. Now interested, I took a seat at one of the desks, near Jack but enough distance she won't see what I'm looking at. Basically how students would sit during a test or something. I flipped back to the start and started reading...

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Log 1, day 1

Normal day... again... Well, not really. Apparently we have to keep logs now. My 'friend' wanted me to do it on a tablet like he is. But I prefer writing, in my own book, my own words. I feel like the only one here that isn't basically praising tech all the time! In my opinion, books are better, writing is better. I'm getting off topic... Anyway, other than the whole log things, we got a new test subject. More like my 'friend' did. We have different assignments. His was that girl... Mine is, well, I don't have one yet. I finished my previous one yesterday, and currently waiting for my next one. But I do feel bad for that girl. Different entity or not! I don't even know what they're task is but I do worry...

Day 2, log 2

My 'friend' came to me this morning... Told me about this odd dream he had. Something about a monster chasing him around a series of long corridors, the walls covered in different colored eyes that watched every move he made, the walls and floor drenched in odd ink like substance, and most doors weren't doors at all, just odd black mouths filled with jagged teeth. I thought he was insane. Or maybe the girl and the task is getting to him. I just comforted him and told him it was just a nightmare, but to go see someone for help if they get worse... I don't know what to do to help him. Is there even anything I could do? I don't think I even want to try to help him. He might just deserve the horrors at night for having to use such a nice girl as a test subject! Why do I say she's nice? The person that was sick today was the one to bring the test subject, 075 or whatever, food, so they asked me to do it since they didn't want to. She was so kind, polite, and surprisingly didn't do anything to me. Everyone on the task demand she had high levels of aggression! I wouldn't be surprised if she only lashes at the people using her as a test subject! I hope she will be ok. I hope they all are going to be ok...

Day 3, log 3

Only on day 3 and my 'friend' is already whining how I don't put the dates on my little log entries... I wanted to hit him. There is a reason this book is green! He should realize books in the SI are color-coded by date! Anyway, we got a new doctor today, Dr. Lieul. Such a nice young boy! But, because of his looks people are questioning his gender. Hell, my 'friend' even assumes he's a girl... Poor Dr. Lieul... but despite that, he deals with it like a champ! Bless his soul. I wonder if I'll get to be on the same task as Lieul, he would make a great partner! But I shouldn't get my hopes too high, there is a big chance he wouldn't be on my task.

log 4

Today we found out that Lieul is going to be on the 075 task with Dr. Nickolas. Nickolas doesn't seem to like him so much. Hell, the whole team doesn't seem to like him! And Nick keeps mistaking Lieul as a girl, I don't bother correcting him because it's amusing, honestly

Sorry for vanishing, lunch break. Wait... Did I for real just apologize to my own journal? Some doctor I am! I have to make this quick. All that happened was that Lieul took a small nap, just a tiny refresher so he's ready to get to work. We were all fine with that. But he started screaming, crying out in his sleep. All we can hear were those horrid cries... And the blood, god the blood was just pouring from his arm! We had to completely tear off his sleeve to help him! But what bugged me the most is the fact he suddenly had a really bad wound, a huge gash going along almost his whole arm! We were able to see his bone! I felt like puking. There is no way he could've gotten that! He obviously didn't have it before! Everyone is demanding he got hurt from his own dream! How could that be possible though!? I heard of people dying in their sleep, but being hurt like that?! I feel like crying! They... They are thinking of making him into a test subject... It'll be my task! My own friend my test subject! Why must this happen...?

Day 4

It's been decided... Lieul... is my task. My test subject. All because of a simple incident like what happened yesterday! We can't explain it, sure, but to instantly force him to be a test subject to test things like his dreams?! With all the things we are gonna have to test, we might kill him! I don't want to do this! Not ever, not to anyone! Especially not him! 093, that's what my team are deciding to name him. No, label him as. This isn't fair! Our own friend turned test subject! Everyone seems fine with it, and treat me weirdly for not wanting to do anything! Besides that, Dr. Nicholas bugged me about dreams again, it got worse according to him, but he didn't tell me what happened in the dream this time though. Why complain if you're not going to bother with getting help, Nickolas?! I need a break. From this, from them, from everything! I feel like I'm the only sane person here! What the hell happened to my friends?!

I got them to agree. Agree to at least let "093" and "075" spend time together. They seem to love it, but Nickolas and his team seem to hate it. I overheard Nicholas and his team arguing about how Lieul is getting in the way, how someone needs to deal with it. Someone said I should do something about the "pest". What am I supposed to do though?

It's not much, a quick 15 minute hangout every two hours in 075's cell. The gal gets worse every time I see her... Nicklas even seems to be enjoying the girl's suffering! Oh Nickolas, what happened to you? "093" tends to protect 075. One time he didn't even let Nickolas and the others near her! They bitched to me about how 093 is nothing but a nuisance to their work and needs to be dealt with, punished. But to me, I think he should be rewarded for his brave actions. If I was in his place I wouldn't have the guts to do stuff like he did... Bless his soul. He doesn't deserve to be here. Neither of them do, no matter how different or odd they are.

Day 6

093, Lieul, is gone... How can he be gone?! I don't like locking the kid up, but I was sure it was properly secured! Full lockdown! But he's gone! My friend Eva told me how a bottle from her lab was missing, I think it was Cyanide she said was missing, but I forget. But I'm not fully concerned about some bottle missing, I'm worried about Lieul! Nickolas gets mad at me for saying his name, he seems annoyed just by caring at all about him! I give up... I give up I give up I give up! This place is nothing like it used to be, nothing can explain it, nothing can fix it! This place used to be amazing, my favorite place to be! But now? It makes me sick...

If anyone reads from here, get out of this god awful place. It was awful, I bet it's cursed as punishment for what we done. No, this place is awful because of Dr. Nickolas and his team. Because of the people who chose to make Dr. Lieul into nothing but a lab rat! All people who had anything to do with 075 or 093! It's too late to point fingers, and I accept my blame in it too. I should have helped Lieul, I should've helped 075 too! But this is beside the point... I'm not returning, not ever! God forgive us all.

Signed off, J. Harper

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I set down the book, my eyes felt weird from staring a bit too long and trying to read the handwriting. I feel sick to my stomach. The boy... He was a doctor! He lied! But... I asked if he was the doctor, but he was the one the doctor hated, the newbie Dr. Nickolas hated! Wait. The blood pouring from him, his mouth, the missing cyanide! Oh god, they did it, they really did it! Tears started to cloud my vision, I quietly sniffled and wiped away my tears. Jack looked at me,"Senpai?" She asked quietly, I looked at her,"I-I'm fine. I swear, I'm ok. I just... Read something dark and depressing, affected me more than I thought." I admitted, my fingers gliding against the old paper and flipped to the back of the book, my other hand as a bookmark to the page I just read. I stared at the picture. The picture of Dr. Lieul. Of 093...

I sighed and skimmed back through the pages. Maybe there are other things about the experiments? More on 093 to be exact. I want to learn about him. He suffered here, and tried to help 075 the best he can while he was forced to be like her in this hell hole! He didn't deserve to be here, but deserves to be understood... I couldn't find anything in the book. Not about 093. Dr. Harper's logs were the only things about him, the rest of the pages were blank, all the loose pages were things about Dr. Harper's death. Suicide... "Poor girl..." I muttered under my breath. I closed the book and laid it down on the smooth desk. I looked back at the shelf. The books were color coded now that I think about it. Each section on the shelf were different shades of the rainbow. From shades of red to shades of pink, all colors, all shades. Of course some books were missing, because of Jack being a little book weirdo. And some shelves were just empty with nothing but dust and a few cobwebs. I glanced at all the file cabinets against the wall. Perfect! I smiled and made my way to the cabinets, scanning the labels for which would contain 093. Maybe even 075.

There was a sudden loud banging on the door, like something was dying to get in, it seemed like the door was going to fly off the hinges! Jack yelped and dropped the books she was carrying on accident, I covered my mouth before I can scream. What if it was 075!? I rushed to Jack, wrapping my arm around her and pulled her small form against my body, using my free hand to cover her mouth. "Shhh" I quietly hissed into her ear, she was quietly whimpering into my hand and quivering against me. I got under the desks with her, using the chairs to hide us the best I could. As soon as I finished moving the final chair the door burst open. . .