After getting more sleep and realizing that I just wasted an entire day, I ate dinner and headed for Area 51.

Only a few of us in the gaming group were there since the others were either busy or sick. There also weren't other players who were willing to be challenged, at least not until 3 am.

My parents were again ultraparanoid and came to the place, trying to fetch me. I told them not to worry in the first place and that somebody will bring me home. Sheeesh. They can't even trust me. I don't even lie to them. But as usual, since they're too attached, trust is not something in their vocabulary.