#4

The lights flicked back on about about an hour ago. Time is difficult to keep track of.

Thankyou Erca, thankyou! Thankyouthankyouthankyou.
This feels like my only lifeline, reaching your little words through this screen helped me face another day.

Ok, must focus!

I did everything you suggested. Heres what I found:

The pad is black and slim, about the size of a DvD box. It hinges at the back and opens to a conventional QWERTY keyboard - except with a few more buttons which I don't think are standard on a keyboard: post, comment, back, forward. When I open it up, this page is there, I can only access the "new post" page and my other posts, any other link is inactive. There is no X in the corner to click and no taskbar at the bottom - just my blog.
There are no wires, ports or hatches on the bottom. No microphone from what I can see and no place for a power cable or batteries. Oh god, what if it runs on batteries? What if it runs out?

As for the desk and bed. The desk is standard wooden painted this dull grey, as is the chair. I felt all along the bottom of the table and under the chair, nothing to report. I also crawled under the bed, its a normal spring bed with a lumpy old mattress on top. I suppose I could tear it open, but I don't know how long I'll be here, so I'm reluctant to do that yet.

Then I moved onto the walls, I began with the wall to the left of my desk - this wall is definately made of stone, its cold and doesn't sound hollow. I knocked up as far as I could reach and right to the bottom. Nothing. So I moved onto the wall behind my desk, again stone, again, nothing (but, incidently, I can move my desk). The wall across the room to the right of my desk is not cold stone like the first two, but seems to be board, its hollower but I tried hitting it and in my weakened state I got nowhere. So I moved onto the wall by my bed I started on the left bottom and moved all the way till I was sitting on my bed and then, well, someone knocked back. I didn't know what to do, so I came on here.

Whatever the knocking was, it was replying to me, and it kept repeating the same thing, the knock went:


" .... . .-.. .-.. --- "