August 10th 1999, Abigail's Apartment, Manhattan, New York

Abigail Wright's apartment is a testament to a slow and methodical madness. The walls and ceiling are covered in layers of materials: papers, small items, and larger things epoxied in a bizarre and seemingly meaningful pattern of strata. Most of the items cannot be unstuck without damaging them.

The floor is bare. The rug has been ripped up, exposing a battered and stained linoleum surface. There is no furniture.