Mr. Peters should feel played. But he deserved it. You fall asleep first, you pay the price.
But, Diary, the reason I'm writing to you know is that I've stumbled upon something diabolical. Something I feared was coming, but didn't have photographic evidence of until recently. I'm hiding in a janitor's closet right now. Thank goodness the school has wireless internet or I wouldn't be able to get this to you. Once I can sneak back into my room and get the cable to connect my camera to my computer, I'll upload the picture for you.
For the first time, I have proof that I should fear for my safety in here.
-Mr. Adams
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