"My father's journal started getting strange," Cameron interjected. "He was eager to start this new job at Keegan Enterprises. He just mentioned that some of the workers looked dead inside, and honestly, what job doesn't have some people like that? But he mentioned it was everyone. They all looked like they'd lost their will to live. He started to get suspicious and nosy when he knew he shouldn't have. He started prying, and then all of a sudden, his entries got shorter. He got paranoid, convinced someone was following him and watching both him and my mom. I don't know what to believe.""No one expects you to have all the answers, Cameron," Justin patted his shoulder. "That's too much to ask of you. As for me, I'd say he probably wasn't wrong about everyone looking dead inside. A job like that is sure to be killing people, both inside and out.""But why'd he get so paranoid all of a sudden? I don't get it.""I'm sure people would actually be keeping an eye on him if he were straying w

"So how the fuck are we going to get in to Keegan Enterprises?"Justin was always a professional at asking the obvious questions, so Cameron was always a professional at giving the sarcastic answers, "I don't know, man. I just thought we'd walk right in through the front door.""Oh really?" Justin snarked back. "That does seem like a solid plan. Too bad the place is a fortress.""Dude, I was kidding. That's the worst idea I could possibly think of," Cameron stated."Enough, boys," Madison reached for Cameron's hand to calm him. He was on edge, and she knew that. "We can't afford to be such smartasses to each other, not yet. We have to figure out a plan and execute it first. Then you can be as sarcastic as you want.""She's right," Shane jumped in. "That place is under lock and key. Not even my dad can get in without prior authorization.""Now would be the time for you to jump in with some kind of info you'd been forgetting to tell us, Shane," Justin said.He shrugged, "Too bad I don't

"Where are they located?" Cameron asked once they gathered the whole place together."It looks like they're about forty-five miles from here," Justin answered after a quick glance. "So how are we going to get there?""Could we ask Frank?" Madison asked."No," Cameron said firmly. "For one, I don't want to put him in any more risk, especially by bringing him here. For two, Hendrickson has a big event today that Frank has to be busy for.""So let's just walk," Madison suggested."Since Carly's here, I guess I could drive us," Justin suggested. "I was sparing my mom the car while she was at home with Carly, but now that Carly's with us, Mom'll just take the train.""Bet," Cameron clapped his hands together. "Let's go."Madison excused herself for a moment before they left. She came out of her bedroom about ten minutes later with a black duffel bag that was full to bursting with strangely-shaped lumps. "Okay, everyone else ready?""I'll bite," Cameron stepped forward. "Honey, what's in th

"About six months after I started here, people started acting strange." Chuck started."Strange how?" Cameron leaned on the edge of his seat."Well, they'd be depressed every day. They came in here acting like the world was ending and their lives were falling apart, but I didn't know why. You know, the place can have its days, but I've never thought it as that bad, you know? Anyway, I noticed people here went from being depressed to killing themselves. One by one, people were dropping like flies. I never understood why, but I ended up going to get a drink with this man once. I never got his name, but he had a wife at home. We were at the bar, and he was telling me about how she was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen. He was totally in love with her, and I haven't seen that in a long time. Anyway, he'd been noticing the same things I was, even wrote about it in his journal that night. That's how we came to meet, actually. His best friend, Marcus I think is what he said, was becomi

"The records room is this way," Justin directed Cameron. "I don't think we'll have any more luck in there, but we need to put these files back." "You remember exactly where you found them, right?" "Yes, I marked them with a tiny piece of string I tore off my shirt. I'm honestly a little hurt you'd even question me," Justin mocked. "Better safe than sorry," Cameron said. "Besides, you have no idea how meticulous they are about those records." "Apparently not meticulous enough to where two teenagers can break in and go completely unnoticed." He had a point. "Besides, I'm sure no one even goes in to the paper records room anyway." Another good point. "True. Okay, put them back quick. I'll keep an eye out." They exchanged nods, and Justin ducked into the room. Cameron looked around the hallway. This part of the building started to change from stone to concrete. The floor wasn't glass. In fact, nothing from the