this morning #1801.
this morning, when we were getting ready to head out to the site for the day, cybil was nowhere to be found. didn’t show up for breakfast. wasn’t in her room. as the one who’d become closest to her, the team turned to me. i didn’t know any more than they did about where she was though. i tried thinking back to last night’s chat we’d had to see if she’d given any signs that she’d go missing. not at all from what i could recall. she’d been talking a blue streak but that just seemed like her being her typical jittery self. for the next few hours, we looked for her. then headed back for lunch. around 1pm, she strolled in as if nothing was off. her only explanation: she “had to think.” about what she wouldn’t say. i may have to get a bit nosy.