January 10th at 5pm

    I found my watch today, or my watch found me—really. Well, I was walking through the hall carrying a box full of nails and some crazy person ran by me. I almost lost my balance, but right as I was recovering from my shock, the watch appeared right over my head, and fell with a hard thunk making me lose my grip on the box of nails. the only good to come of it—aside from the fact that I got my watch back—was that a stray nail impaled a rat.
    Later today though, I got a different surprise: a hand came though the portal.
    I had been sneaking some rations, when all of a sudden this hand came out. Shortly after, I concluded what I could do to keep people from noticing anything. Taking two sticks, I rubbed them together. After about ten hours of this, I gave up. Remembering what I discovered on January 6th when my diary burst into flames when I tried to write about certain things, I took my pen and wrote all those same sort of things and—poof! I had flame.
   I set the rope alight, as it burned the portal shrank until it disappeared.
   Now, I soon noticed there would be a problem, for the ash of the rope in the portal was compacted, forming a large diamond. I stored it in my pocket for you never know when you might need a large diamond.
   One other thing happened before the portal closed completely—a McDonald's happy meal cheeseburger fell out of the hole. I fed some to a rat and the rat died, so I decided that the Stofer Interface somehow transformed the food, although you never know with fast food. Armed with this poison, and cheese from my rations, I managed to kill all of the rats. Somewhere along the way, I lost the pickle from the cheeseburger.
   Dear diary, I must pause my writing here to investigate a loud thump I just heard.