"About six months after I started here, people started acting strange." Chuck started.

"Strange how?" Cameron leaned on the edge of his seat.

"Well, they'd be depressed every day. They came in here acting like the world was ending and their lives were falling apart, but I didn't know why. You know, the place can have its days, but I've never thought it as that bad, you know? Anyway, I noticed people here went from being depressed to killing themselves. One by one, people were dropping like flies. I never understood why, but I ended up going to get a drink with this man once. I never got his name, but he had a wife at home. We were at the bar, and he was telling me about how she was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen. He was totally in love with her, and I haven't seen that in a long time. Anyway, he'd been noticing the same things I was, even wrote about it in his journal that night. That's how we came to meet, actually. His best friend, Marcus I think is what he said, was becomi