[ Sae's notebook. do not touch. ]
[ 13 J u n e 1 8 1 4 ]
I don't know how much time I have left. I'm panting, and the excruciating pain and exhaustion are finally hitting me. She's coming, and there's nowhere left to hide. But I finally figured it out: she's-
[ 11 J u n e 1 8 7 5 ] [9:09 am]
There is something wrong with John. I can feel it. Why won't anyone believe me? I know my brother more than anyone else.
John is my protector. He's brave, outspoken, and the pride of our family - in my eyes at least. He is all I need in my life. I have none but him that I value. And I stand by him, no matter what.
But that boy downstairs? I don't recognize him. Yes, he still looks like John, his glacial eyes, sharp jaw, and furrowed brows. The same smirk he would have when he brought Canan home when he snuck beer into his room and I caught him red-handed. But it's the way he acts that sends chills down my spine.
I will get to the bottom of this. John, I shall help you. I shall save you.
[1:11 pm]
I want to tell someone, but I can't tell Mother, she wouldn't care. I hate her. I HATE HER. I HATE HER SO MUCH. She can tell us she loves us but her eyes don't match her smile.
[7:54 pm.]
During dinnertime, John said something really weird. It was just our typical dinner-just the three of us. We had beans tonight, and steak. Cold, but it's alright. I know I'm obsessing over his actions but I KNOW something is going on. So just bear with me, alright? Mother was at the table, hacking away at the bloodied steak on her plate, and ranting about how Father is never home and has left her with 'that-' . Well, she said something mean about John. Normally, John would argue right back, but this time he doesn't even react. Instead, his empty eyes fixate on something behind her. I glanced instinctively in that direction but there was nothing there. I asked him what was wrong, and he blinked at me, before getting up and leaving without a word. His silence felt like a dagger, cutting through me.
What's going on, brother? Tell me please...
[12 J u n e 1 6 7 5]
Mondays are the worst, and the weather isn't helping. The air is suffocating. The sky above was filled with dark, ominous clouds. A storm is coming.
I get bullied at school. They call me names. There's no one to talk to. I looked around during recess but he was nowhere to be found. Where is he when I need him most?
[13 J u n e 1 6 7 5] [6:01 am]
I knew it. Deep inside, I knew it. But why-why.........
What you've done brother, only I can fix. And I will. I'll save us. We'll die together.
Two minutes and I leave this house. With Flynn.
You could've said something and I wouldn't have to find out this way.
Thanks for telling me you've been dead all this time.
