I may have... unintentionally... created a situation.
There's this guy who says he hunts things like werewolves, so I assume that's supernatural things in general, and I... kinda... ran my mouth off at him...
I have no idea if he's human or not, but if he comes at me, I'm attacking.
Well shit, this isn't one of those Schrodinger tricks is it? Why am I here? I need answers. Now. From the Manager-bastard or anyone really. Walter's not even any where to be seen! Master's not here either! This is seriously fucked up...
I can't believe this place is real. I was sure it was only a dream. You know, that kinda fuzzy memory hanging over you when you wake up. But now it's becoming clearer again. I've been here before, haven't I?
How did I get here? get back here? Can someone explain?
There's a 'coming soon' poster outside the theater for another one of those silly movies based off mine and my friends' lives. If they're going to flaunt it like this, they could have at least put me on the poster.
Jesus H... What is going on?! This is insane! I know I'm a teenager and they have... Hormone drives but for... Argh. I feel... Leah where the hell are you?
Where am I? Not that my life back in Forks was exactly the best, but at least there were people I knew and loved there. I'm curled up in this stupid room and there's these stupid people that I don't know and...I'm so confused...I jumped off the cliff and then...nothing. Did I...die?