The thing Paul had spoken of before he disappeared was about... Well, his apartment.
Me and him had just been randomly sharing stories of injuries we got when we were younger. The doctors had encouraged me try and get him to talk about the past, to jog his memory and such. He really didn't have much to say, until he brought up "mental injuries".
I asked what he meant exactly and he told me that he had been hallucinating a few months ago. I was surprised, as this was the first time he had mentioned his crazed episode since being dropped into the clinic. I didn't even know if he had remembered any of it.
So, I asked him what he hallucinated about, and he didn't really say much for a few minutes. Eventually he started talking about his apartment, and how he had heard voices behind the walls all the time. I knew there had been cuts and indents to the walls when I found him... carving into himself, and I know Paul's family had paid for the repairs. What I, or probably anyone, didn't know is that Paul had done more then just that to his apparent talking walls.
"I cut out a section of the wall, behind my bed, and started placing notes in the hole." ... "I wanted to communicate to the hallucinations behind my walls. I don't remember if they ever really responded."
Shortly after that, I had to leave, and that was the last visit I ever had with him.
Paul had to have been talking about those notes behind his bed on Halloween. I believed they would still be there, hidden behind the bed. Paul's family had decided to pay for his rent until January, to see if he would recover before then. Aside from the repairs, I doubted the room would be any different.
Unfortunately, when I took a visit to the landlord today, the guy could barely recall who Paul was and had received no payments for the place's rent since October. He was removing the stuff from Paul's place and selling it. His memory was that the previous owner had agreed to this, and was long gone.
Guess that means I can assume that whatever happened to Brandon, happened to Paul as well. But that would mean Brandon is still out there somewhere. Alive, but forgotten.
The landlord had come across the hole in the wall after moving the bed. Of course, he fixed that. I have no idea if I can trust this, but he said he never checked behind the hole, and never found any notes. After asking if I was a friend of whoever had lived there, he asked if I was looking for a place.
I answered yes to both.
Tomorrow, he's letting me take a look at the apartment. Somehow, I'm going to have make another fucking hole and check for those notes. The landlord told me briefly that the fixed hole was still noticeable, and that he would need to paint over it. This is perfect for me. I just have to fucking do it without him seeing, then explain later why I made a new hole.
Why is it only Shannon and I who can remember Paul and Brandon? Whatever is going on, we're definitely knee deep in it. Knee deep in shit, really.
I just hope that when I do get behind the wall, that the notes are there. It is very possible for the landlord to have found them, disposed of them, and then forgotten about them completely.
Fucking unfair bullshit, that would be.