[Don finds his journal jammed between the mattress and the wall. How it got there is anyone's guess. He pulls it out and starts flipping pages, almost tearing them in his haste.]

When a person gets sent home, all physical evidence of their stay here goes with them. But the journals save everything. His messages are still... [He finally lands on the right page.] There. [His finger hovers over the Play button, and he looks at you questioningly. Do you want to do this?]