We went back to Matt's today, for the first time since the 28th. It was the same thing. We went to the building, his door was unlocked,we went in. It was unchanged. We decided to clean it up a bit to try to see if we could find some sign of him and to pass the time. We put the living room relatively back together for starters and then we decided we'd put the bed back together in the middle of the living room. When we pulled the box spring from in front of the sliding glass door, we noticed that there was something taped to the underside. When we laid it on its front in the middle of the floor we found pictures of people we didn't recognize, arrayed in a circle on the back, tacked onto the wood or taped to the pictures that were tacked.
I didn't recognize any of the photos except two. Set at the bottom of the circle was a shot of Matt as he looks now. It was um... not pleasant. He looks ill in the picture.... Anyway, the other photo was set in the center and it was a picture of him, Alex and I back in New York.
We took both of those pictures but left the rest on and left it where it was. Instead of moving into the kitchen to pass the time, we were distracted by a noise next door, the first one we'd ever heard. So we decided to go next door and talk to his neighbor. It was a man who showed clear signs of being unstable to say the least.
He told us Matt was loud, every night blaring music and never answering the door when asked to turn it down. Never live music but something being played over a stereo. A stereo we haven't yet found. Sometimes he sang along, audibly, loudly, other times it seemed he was just screaming. The police had come multiple times and taken him away to a mental health facility. His neighbor suggested we start our search there, that Matt was probably locked up in one again. But he also said Matt was never gone this long.
We didn't go back to Matt's apartment, we just shut it up and went back to the hotel. We used the phone book and the internet to get some phone numbers but won't be making the calls tonight. While Alex was showering before dinner I tried to call this Q figure again. No such luck. However... he does seem to have a blogspot of his own.