[b]Saturday, April 11th, 12:13AM - Classroom 1-7[/b]

The handwriting is a bit messier than the ones in the other room, almost as if it were written by a child. A child that somehow managed to write from the very base of the wall to the top. The words sharply contrast the white...ish wall by being a stark black, with a chalky texture not unlike that of pencil. And that wall is covered in various instances of:

[b]Where am I?
 Where's Mommy?
 I'm scared...
 I don't like this place...[/b]

And most importantly, in the middle of the scrawl, written out in huge block letters:

[b]You never think about what happens to those things you erase from the paper every day, do you?

I do.[/b]