Raincoat

The Hanging Man

                                                              chapter fifteen 

Entry Number 31

We arrived at the maw a couple hours ago...I've just been laying in bed for the majority of the time...I still can't believe I lost her...I lost Six...when I had specifically told myself that I was going to keep a close eye on her...and I didn't...what the hell is wrong with me...

When Vanity and I got on the boat, neither of us said anything.

The boy approached us when we got back to the maw...

He asked where six was...

Neither of us were able to tell him what happened...

He begged...screamed for us to tell him she was okay...

...

But we didn't say anything...

We couldn't say anything...

What were we supposed to tell him?

She was gone...

Lost...

We put up flyers showing that she was missing...

But that wouldn't do much...

Nobody would actually go looking for her...

I really messed this up...

I stopped writing in my journal and looked out the window...the sharks were attempting to get in again...god what have I done...my head instinctively turned to the window between Six's room and mine...I got up, walked over to her room and sat on her mattress. Since she wasn't here anymore, the only thing left was her mattress, and a chair. That's it...that's all there was...

I grab some cigarettes out of my pocket and begin to smoke...what's the point...I lost her...she's probably still out there and I can't help her...

She must be so scared...

A couple weeks pass, and Vanity's recovery takes a turn for the worst. I think because of how upset she is, it's easier for Veronica to take over. I'm trying to help her...I'm trying so hard...but nothing is working...she's converted the Maw from a rehabilitation center to a restaurant filled with all kinds of meat...she's lost all hope...everyone has...

I even caught the children hiding in the engine room because they were scared of her...

The replacement Rodger came in...

The chefs lost consciousness and are mindlessly cooking food for the guests to consume.

And Vanity...

She isnt herself anymore....

How could things get so bad...

I hear the door open and see Vanity staring at me, mask on. She was trembling, hiccuping slightly. In a moment of weakness, I go over to comfort her...

...

Then she lifts me in the air with that misty power she has now...

She's crying, I can tell, which leads me to believe she isn't doing this out of her own free will. At that point, I had fully accepted that I was going to die, I knew full well what was going to happen to me...until she stopped and dropped me on the ground. I heard hermutter a quick "I'm sorry" before running out the door.

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Entry Number 32, last journal entry

I'm going to die...

Veronica wants me dead...

She won...

The little brat won...

I'm writing in this...in case anyone finds me...in case anyone finds this...

Please...

I'm begging you please...

Whoever you are....

Find Six...

Help Vanity...

Help them please...

I'm not going to hide behind my usual serious personality...

The truth is I'm scared...

I'm so scared...

I can only hope that Six is alive out there...

That she's okay...

Because everything here has gone to hell...

Please...

I messed up...

I messed up really bad...

I knew it would have to come to this...

I...

Will probably end up hurting people...

But...

It's the only way...

I have to do what Veronica and Akina did...

I have to latch onto something...

Anything...

Whatever I become...

Whatever I may do...

Please...

Don't forget who I was...

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This is my last journal entry...

Six...if you find this, and can read it...I'm so sorry I was never able to find you...

I'll do everything in my power to find you now...

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Don't forget me...

-Dr. Henry Norman...

I hear Vanity open the door, as I sit on Six's old mattress...

She has a noose in her hand, and the mask covering her face...

She uses her magic to make me stand on a chair...

And ties the noose around my neck and to the ceiling...

This is it...

I'm going to die...

Vanity looked me directly in the eyes as the noose tightened around my neck...

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I'm sorry...everyone...

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