This day could probably be entered into the record books as the WORST day of my life, because having a giant bubble trap me in a hell hole town like Chester's Mill doesn't strike me as the best day ever. It's bad enough that I was forced to move here a year ago. Now, no one knows when this stupid thing will go away, or, if it will ever go away. So far I've seen two people get shot, and it's only a matter of time until everyone goes completely insane. I spent the day walking around this mysterious contraption looking for answers, but went without luck. I did meet one guy who got trapped while passing through on his way to visit his family, and he said his name was James. I have to admit, I think I'm starting to like him. He was pretty good looking. More like, amazingly hot. Ill defiantly have to find him tomorrow. If I'm ganna spend the rest of my life living in this fish bowl, I might as well have some fun right?... Well, I should probably get some sleep. Who knows what tomorrow holds.