PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

I can smell the blood everywhere and the sirens hurt. God, I wish I could go home. Gabriel and I, we were supposed to be married soon and my pack family… They need me.

Do these types of things happen a lot around here? I hope they don't.

I think I’m… extremely lost. But then, I don’t see how I could have gotten lost while turning a corner in Maine, in my own house. Anyone want to explain how I ended up here? They said this is the place to ask questions. I’m scared, Gabriel.