I already went to the library early this morning. I was all nerves and was ready to bolt at the first sign of anything out of the ordinary. The lack of sound in the library really worked on my paranoia as well- silence does not do well with me, it seems.
The good news is that no one attacked me while I was there, there wasn't a glimpse of anything even slightly related to him. The bad news is this led right to another clue or whatever these things are.
The book I had to find was older than most because it was filled with newspaper clippings of the obituary section. I don't even know why something like this would exist and who would read it, but it was there when I went to check. There was a napkin in the back from a diner I worked in while I was in high school. I'm guessing that's where I'll be headed next.
I flipped through the book rather quickly while I was there and so didn't exactly examine every page. It might have been significant so I...well, stole the book. I had to sneak it into a bathroom and throw it out of the window and then go around to pick it up, but it worked.
Currently I'm sitting here wondering when I should leave. I could make the next city I need to go to by night fall, but then I also feel reluctant to move yet again so quickly. Any ideas?
Take care of yourselves.