It wasn't my first trip with the boys but Pete was a new addiction with the group 'great another a muscle with no brain' even though Dj is smart for his age and Chad is more of a leader but only when it comes to his brother we didn't balance out that well as a team. I was the only one with any actual experience dealing with the purge and nutcases who'd get involved with it. The man who claims to used to be in the 'arm forces' doesn't really know what the hell is he doing. His whole program is a joke and shouldn't be taken seriously but people actually trust it to defend themselves only if they knew the truth but they hardly listen to me taking his word over mine. Still, I didn't really know what to expect than she popped up out of nowhere. Her dark deminer overshadowed the atmosphere completely, her icy cold stared slowly carefully overlooked all of us a small slight smirk started to form on her face before she quickly turned her attention to Pete. The way she spoke was empty useless words pretending to care only to get us more worried about him the more she talked the easier she turned our defenses into protective instincts. At least she was the type to keep her word after we told her our names and dropped our shit she let Pete go before telling us to basically fuck off and walking off. And just when I thought I had her figured out she came back and invited us to stay with her, it was odd and off-putting but her house was so simple and inviting it was hard to refuse to get comfortable. The next few days during Pete's recovery was dare I say easy and a bit relaxing Erica showed me how some of her traps worked and how she basically survived here by herself for so long. She was a natural dynamic but it wasn't hard to ignore the signs that something was bothering her. Her inconsistent and indecisive behavior is unsettling I watched her talk no argue with herself almost if another person was right in front of her as she paced back and forward unsure of her next move something was off about it especially when she just fell to her knees. She looked weaken even remorseful when I leaned in closer she was staring at a camera set on a nightstand. Her mood was bipolar almost schizophrenic one moment she's honestly interested in what we have to say next I know she throwing a knife across the room with a terrified look in her eyes. Still, I invited her to come with us to our camp just so she could be around more people and so I could study her condition a little more since I never encountered someone as fucked up as her but sadly she said no. After we took off I found her wandering around in the woods yelling at herself again she eventually calmed down long enough to talk to me and follow me to my camp but her reaction when she found out it was an old abandon warehouse sent her into some kind of frenzy. I had to help her inside she felt weak and light on her feet despite her dragging them there was a light muffled crying sound from her I wasn't sure and honestly, I was too sorry for her to actually see if she was crying. I laid her down in the room for a split-second just to go get her some food once I came back she ran off so I went out looking for her. She looked peaceful unaware of reality as a couple guys dragged her out of her tent I managed to somehow and I mean somehow scared them off. She was completely lost and out of it I couldn't explain it so I told her what happened she caved into coming back with me. But something was off I made a pallet on the floor near her mat while she got comfortable before I even said goodnight she was already knocked out. But something was happening in her sleep so I grabbed my notepad and pen and started documenting her symptoms:

*Heavy breathing

*Night Sweats

*Tossing and Turning

*Random Outburst

*Trembling and rapid seizures

*Crying and/or moaning (in pain)

*Random fits of anger

But the worst of all came out of nowhere at some point I dozed off without realizing it waking up with the sun in my eyes from a dull window with my back facing her. It was quiet for once peaceful I turned on my back before glancing over at her as she tossed and turned she snap up screaming her hand twitching rapidly sliding across the floor like she was trying to reach for something eventually gliding over a pocket knife before slicing open her wrist. The pain must have bought her back from that hellish nightmare as she went into a panic trying to stop the bleeding before wrapping up her arm.

"Thank God, she's asleep and that I kept some band-aids hopefully I don't kill myself doing this again." That's exactly what she said before she moved the mat over the little pool of blood and leaving the room. I pretend to be asleep for a little while longer when she came back with a mop and bucket in hand to clean up her mess afterward she hid the knife in the folds of the matt she was sleeping on.

"I know you're not sleeping and I don't wanna talk about it so...yeah thanks for not saying anything." She said before leaving

I stayed back for a while and looked at my notes before looking around her stuff and finding the camera curious I opened it up to a video that was on pause. Once I pushed play on the video an assault was in progress and it was getting worse by the second the laughing in the background the screaming of the victim it all seemed too painful to finish so I didn't. After stopping the video I rewind it back to the last stopping point and put it away and eventually left