Day 8... Still trapped after I pushed the loose brick, thinking it was the entrance to a back staircase so I could find my way out of this temple. That's what I get for thinking everything that I see in the movies works. Anyway...... here I am trapped in this empty room. I can only imagine that this is where sacrifices were made. The only proof that I have is the eerie emptiness and the sickening feeling that I have. Again, I hear footsteps, just like I do everyday. Your imagination can real do wonders on you when you're in a panic. But, I scream for help, just like I do everyday, in the hopes that this is not my imagination. HELP!! HELP!! HELP!! HELP!! HELP! HELP! Help! help! help!