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July 6, 2009
The circle was rather large in diameter. My mothers dinning room table could have easily fit in the confines of the etched circle. It wasn't there before. I would have noticed something so unusual as that. There was something about that etched circle that made me feel dizzy when I first spotted it. I didn't  feel alone in that shitty bathroom. Two weeks go by and he was gone and nowhere to be seen. All that was around was that odd circle in the bathroom. I backed out of the apartment. I backtracked. Maybe he was out doing something.