Doing my best...

Ever since the "incident" whit the guy at the train station (and that infamous picture I had to delete), John has being a mess...he doesn't sleep, he barely eats, he goes out all day and when he comes back it looks like shit (the other day he's arm was bleeding, I guest he must had some sort of accident wile he was outside). I really didn't knew what to do, I wasn't allow to gout out (neither I wanted to), and he wasn't even talking to me... On the other hand, our situation hasn't improved. We are still stuck in here (no info at all), on my side, doing nothing.

I guest if I want to get out of here I need to play my cards carefully, I don't even know where I am (needless to say I have no idea what's going on_), by this point I'm pretty much sure it's something big, illegal, and the company it's involved somehow.
How long does this goes?, I don't know, but the way John reacts every day it makes me think we are also in danger...

Yesterday it was late night, I woke up in the night and John was looking trough the window. There was a big full moon on the perfectly black sky, no stars, no clouds, just the huge moon shinning white. At first I tried to talk to him and he didn't answer me, so I start talking about myself, about my family, my home, and he finally gave me a word or two...then, after a wile, without talking about anything related to "this", he was talking normally again.

It seems he has a brother (and his family it's a complete mess), he said "the doctor said we were just the same, but he was wrong, I'm not like my brother..." (does this means they are twins?)...so, apparently his brother it's not such a nice guy, by some things he said (or was it maybe "the way" he said it), he is also involved in this, and John it's here because of him...talking about John, he hasn't gave me his real name, but he apologize for giving me a fake one...he said it's "better for me" not to know his name or surname (and somehow I believe him), so I'll call him "John", as usual.

Finally at dawn he felt asleep and I closed the window, now I'm writing this. I can't avoid to think about all, it seems I'm here since forever, but it was a little bit more than a month, I wonder when will this end...I can't but feel a little empathy whit John, somehow it seems to be looking out for my safety.

Should I start trusting him a little bit more?

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