Monday(22/08/2016)
I figured for old time's sake that I would go and check Ottavio's house. I'm not sure what possessed me to do such a thing but I did it anyway. I don't see Romero around which is fine by me. The slums look as dark and gloomy as always. When I finally made it to Ottavio's house and opened the door before closing it behind me. The place was put together, as if Ottavio and his mother had taken whatever they could find. It was sad to say the least.
I went into his room to find his bed. The mattress looked worn as to be expected and the walls looked as though they were decaying.
Upon coming back into the kitchen, I found something that I didn't notice earlier. A letter.
I won't reveal the contents but it was heartwarming as it was horrifying. It's sad that I won't be seeing Ottavio for a good long while.
I went home afterwards.