October 12, 2006

It has been raining steadily at The Anthony G. Saldana Memorial Sanatorium for the past few days now. A gloom has settled over the workers and they go about their jobs with a blank expression and quiet steps. The rain seems to have had the opposite effect on patient #4782, who for the past 6 hours, has been screaming at the top of his lungs and banging on the door. Patient 4782 is kept in a small padded room at the end of a long hallyway far away from the other patients, so the disturbance has not spread, however many employees refuse to walk by his cell. They say that they do not feel safe, despite the six inch thick door. Admittedly, i do feel uneasy when my daily rounds take me to that place, but i am sure that i am only responding to the horrific nature of 4782's past crimes and not the current situation. I know he is safely locked away, and i know he does not pose a threat. Still, i wish it would stop raining.

On a different note, i have been trying to contact Mr. Saldana in order to schedule our next meeting, but he has not been reachable. Considering the importance of his next visit, i find this very strange.