If only I could sleep. Days are bad when you can't sleep. Days are worse when you can't remember. Days are the worst when you can't forget what you've done, and you can't forget who you've done it to. For a long time, night was the only peace I had, and the only time I really felt alive. I did things when nobody was watching, when nobody could see me. Darkness hides a lot of things. But it won't hide what I did -not forever. Someday, everybody will know. Some already do. Do you know? Do you know when somebody watches you? Do you know when somebody is following you and sleeping on the floor next to your bed? I can tell you. I can tell you secrets.