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Note from the Blogger: Found this one wasn’t too garbled up so I went ahead and did it too the other day. Just think of it as a present

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Terrance came to me today, you won’t see it on the show because he talked to me in my cell, and he told me that he was going to break out tonight. It’s been seven days, I knew that someone would try to break out early on but I didn’t think it would be this soon. He invited me to come with him but I’m not sure his way of escaping will work, he says he’s found a loose air duct cover and it should get us outside.

Is it that easy? This place was made just for the show, it couldn’t have loose pieces already, could it?

You have seen Miriam, I know, she’s the woman who lied to get on the show and now she wants off. She’s either playing a good crazy person or she really does need some psychiatric help — this morning she cut her hair at breakfast with her butter knife, you will see it tonight. If she gets out I don’t know what she will do, if you see her on the street make sure to turn her in for the reward.

Terrance came back to my cell just now, he’s really going for it and I think he wants me to go with him in case he gets caught. I’m not going with him, I don’t trust him.

Transmission 0.005

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The show has started, I am sure many of you saw the first episode on Tuesday night. You all got to see my handsome face in your living rooms for an hour.

I don’t think I truly understood the fullness of the reality of this show until last night, when those prison doors closed. If you did see the show then you saw and heard what this show will really be about, we heard that same speech the other night when we got to the hotel that first night. For those of you who didn’t catch it, we are prisoners here on this “island” that they have built a prison on, it’s a Maximum Security prison, but all the guards carry stun guns and wands; I don’t know if they will use them on anyone… no one has tried anything yet. We have to escape and the last one at the end of the show (whenever that is) will be the winner. They said stuff like, “people will get hurt and possibly die trying to escape from this place,” but I think that’s a big pile of crap, they wouldn’t do anything to hurt us.

We get all day to write journal entries so sometimes when we are sitting around you’ll see somebody typing away at little computers — they call them havicoms. Tonight, look for a small, white PDA that we carry around, they use a satellite connection to the web and have all sorts of things they can do.

Transmissions 0.003, 0.004

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Well the ticket was real, I have arrived in New York and it is raining quite hard. A man sold me an umbrella at the airport as I forgot to pack one in my carry-on luggage, it has “I [heart] NY” on it in white with a big red apple behind it — I’ve seen about 10 more like it since walking on the streets. In the hotel room already set up for me there was a yellow piece of paper sitting on the desk, it had the same letterhead of the letter that I received in the mail just one month ago. It’s hard to miss that diamond and S logo that was emblazoned at the top left corner of the paper.

The paper said that I am to meet a taxi at the front of the hotel in an hour, just enough time to take a shower and write this before I have to go.

The shower is running now but I did have one or two things to write about. I don’t know if there are any others in this hotel that got letters about coming for the same reason as me, perhaps I will share a taxi with someone going the same place as me. Speaking of where the taxi is going, the letter doesn’t say where to go, I suspect the taxi driver will have already been told.

Note from the blogger: It ends there but the next one I have I think is later that night.

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It seems that no one else is staying at this hotel, the guys running everything put us up in separate hotels, I think so we will not know any more about each other than who everyone is until the show starts.

The directors, I guess, told us to start plugging the show more in our diaries, they also gave us some mini drives with promo stuff in them. I’ll make sure to attach a couple files to this message.

Other than meeting everyone today, it’s been quiet. It is 8 pm now and the phone is ringing, I will attach some promo files and send this in a little bit.

Note from the blogger: There was a picture attached but it is in a format that Photoshop doesn’t recognize. I have a buddy who is going to try and get it opened so that I can post it here. I’m sorry these are later than I promised in the last post, school has me in its grasp once again and work doesn’t back down just because I have a few classes to take. I’m working on the next message now, started on Sunday. I hope the time change didn’t mess anyone up too bad, I know it hit me hard.

Apology and an Answer

I am sorry for not posting lately, I’ve had some family business to take care of and work has become a little more demanding this week. I’ve got a few messages to read through and post up here but it may take a few days. I got an email from a reader the other day, asking why it takes me so long to post the messages and why I don’t just post them all as soon as I get them. Well the message don’t come encoded like normal and OpenOffice doesn’t like to open them right away, I have to force it to open them with normal encoding and then I have to reformat a lot the message. Sometimes the font will change halfway through a paragraph and there will be some text that is colored strangely, they are usually a mess and I have to go through and make sure it is all right before putting it here.

I’ll try to get another message up tonight or tomorrow, but I’ll have to finish all the reformatting first. Also, I don’t know any more about what’s going on with these than all of you do, I’m reading each one of these messages right before I post it up here.

Transmission 0.002

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The plane ticket is dated for tomorrow, at least that is what I’m told. When I received the acceptance letter in the mail it said that the ticket was at the airport’s front desk under my name. I called yesterday, at the prompting of a family member, and made sure that it was really going to be there. I didn’t want to do down there and all of this be a big joke — it wasn’t a joke, the ticket was there, in first class no less.

I’m starting to doubt this whole thing though, I’m not as sure about wanting to be on the show as I was a couple of months ago. I’ve been given no knowledge about what is really supposed to happen and I wonder how far they will take it. My brother doesn’t think they will hurt me or anything, he said it’s going to be on TV and they wouldn’t do something to cause them to lose viewers. There are a lot of things on TV now, things I don’t remember watching while I was growing up.

After the last message I got a reply from the show and was told these posts were supposed to be like a journal, you’ve probably already noticed that the tone of this message is a little different. They also said that there is already a web site for the show, http://www.canyouescape.tv-17/, and I’m supposed to try and plug that address once a week. I checked it out earlier this morning and they have the trailer that I know a lot of people saw when they watched the Super Bowl, a few computer wallpapers, and a short blurb about what the show is supposed to be about. They said they are going to put up a link to the journals of all the people on the show on Monday, tomorrow.

Note from the blogger: That’s all there was in the last email, I’m not sure if it got cut off or what. I tried the web address he put in this post but I’m not sure what a .tv-17 extension is. Perhaps it’s a new extension that has come about, showing the show’s rating on the web address, I’m not sure. Anyway, hopefully he’ll send some screenshots or pictures, I’ve got about 2 more journal entries to read through and post on here before I run out of them. And as I’m writing this I just saw that I got another one.

A Reasonable Introduction

I’m sorry I didn’t explain that last post, if anyone read it I know it didn’t make any sense at all. I guess I should take time to clear up a few things, mainly what that last post was truly about.

I received the last post as an email, actually not as a received email but as a returned email. It was strange in the fact that I never sent that email in the first place so I’m not sure how it could be returned. The header showed as coming from my own servers but the date was more than five years in the future.

I didn’t know what I should do with the email and with the huge success of blogs I figured this would be the best place to show it. I’ve gotten a few more emails on this, all of them seeming to be returned emails from the future. I’ll be posting the others I’ve gotten soon.

Transmission 0.001

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I hope that this goes through, I don’t really know what is supposed to happen but I know I am supposed to type this and post it for the show’s producers. They never really told me who will see this but I’m sure it will be for some fan site they are planning to make once the show begins. I was surfing the web last night and saw that a few people were talking about it, all speculation really. After the last big stunt that the producers did I wasn’t surprised at what people thought might actually happen.

The email I got about what to type says I need to talk about my background, I guess for the bio, so here goes. My name is Jared Baker, I’m a 25 year old banker from Augusta, Georgia, not married. I work for a rather large bank in the area but I suppose it would be best not to mention the name, those who work with me know why. I live in an apartment in a neighboring county, it’s not the biggest apartment but they allow pets and Rufio is happy for that. Rufio is my neapolitan mastiff; I know he’s a big dog but I’ve never really liked the yippy dogs that most apartment dwellers have and I bring Rufio outside before and after work, sometimes we even take a trip to the nearby park to let him run around and play on the weekends.

Next I’m supposed to talk about how I found out about the show. (I really hope that they make my sentences and stuff read better when they make the fan site, I’m not a very good writer.) I found out about the show while I was thumbing through a magazine on my walk from the parking garage to my office. I’m sure a lot of people know what I’m talking about, you can search the web for a scan of the page and there were billboards in Atlanta, I’m positive about that because I was in Atlanta on business and saw one from the taxi. I just filled it in, cut it out, mailed it, and then promptly forgot all about it. I know, I’m bad at remembering the little things but I didn’t think I would get picked and this felt like one of those things you sign up for and never in a million years get chosen for.

That’s about it on the list I get sent, oh wait, the last thing here says to try to send a message once a week, if possible. I don’t think it will be too hard, but once I start on the show I’m not real sure how things will go.