The inside of Pip's notebook held what looked like long, in-depth conversations about an endless variety of topics. She wrote in the second person, as though she were writing to a specific person that was never named. Today, she described all of the people sitting in the rec room and all the noises they made. Jerry and Sandy in a dusty corner were having a fierce game of chess in which Jerry had come very close to boiling over as Tiana knocked out more and more of his pieces. Tiana was reading books again, though Pip wasn't so sure she could read the ones she picked. The tree outside the window scratched at the glass as the wind rattled its branches, mimicking the sound of another girl's pencil as she drew the lines in Pip's face. The fact that someone was so intent upon her came off as a little disconcerting, as Pip did not know this other girl and had not spoken a word to her.<span style="font-style: italic">I didn't even give her permission!</span>Pip felt a hint of amusement at the thought. She didn't care what the other girl did, not really. Pip did not often mind such things anyway.<br/><br/>A roar erupted from Jerry in the corner. The board crashed to the floor, all the pieces clattering and rolling in all directions - beneath chairs, tables, and a few feet (which earned a couple pained cries followed by grunts of irritation). Pip jolted in surprise. A black knight rolled in front of her. Bending down to pick it up, her hands then decided to busy themselves with grabbing all the rest of them, leading her down a trail that led to the underside of a table, where a piece that wasn't a chess piece at all laid on the ground. Of course, it was a girl. Pip stared for a moment then reached to take the white pawn beside her when a loud crash from outside once more scared her into a hard jolt, incidentally slamming her head into the tabletop. Surprisingly, only a few heads turned to the source of the sound, Pip included.<br/><br/>"Now now, it's alright," one of the nurses said to pacify Jerry, though it seemed to be directed more to everyone. Pip crawled up to the window, forgetting the girl and the white pawn, and stared into the dense trees and swore that she saw someone lying there in a pile of fallen branches, sticks and leaves. Another nurse passing by told her it must have been some romping animal, or a fallen tree. Pip glanced at the nurse, but when she looked out into the trees again, nothing was there.