Odile

Her name is Linda. But I don't call her that. Odile. She's Odile. It was meant as an insult. But it sort of just became her. Suited her. More than I could know.

She also had a headache. A headache and a nosebleed. She told me I was special. We were special. I almost believed her. Almost went. But she embraced Him. Embraced the signal. I couldn't. Not after Tim. I had to try to help. I tried. She seemed so helpless. Vulnerable. Weak.

Weak weak weak she's not weak stronger than me all that pain and hurt she uses the hurt. She uses the weakness. She uses. Everything. Everyone.

I tried to save her. But that's the thing about the black swan.

She doesn't want to be saved.

She just wants you to try.

Brandon

Brandon was a mistake.

I try. I try to help. But it always goes wrong. So very wrong. I always hurt. Like my head. Hurts. Always hurt. I'm just pain.

I tried to help Tim. When the signal first came. When I realized what I could do. I told him. But then it was all he could think about. Made my head hurt head hurt hurt I hurt I make them hurt Tim I'm sorry hurt all hurt I feel it the signal on and on and on and on.

Then the signal stopped.

And He came for me.

She came for me.

I ran.

I tried to help. The signal. Felt the signal. Hurt. So I stopped the car.

I didn't want him to get hurt.

I tried to warn him. I try. I wanted him to stop. But he didn't stop. And he fed the signal.

And now he's dead.

Maybe I should stop trying. Maybe the signal stops with me. stop stop. I hurt everything. I am pain.

I just want the pain to stop.

Darkness

It comes for everyone. I tried to stop it. But it kept on coming. Kept on coming. Darkness. It is darkness. Kept on coming.

I try to help.

But chaos is everywhere. Chaos and darkness. And the thoughts. Stop thinking. Stop knowing. Stop. Stop.

Kept on coming.

I tried to help.

She is coming.