It's been a month since I made it to London. It's been a month of little sleep because I say in the corner worrying about how close she was. She could be right outside my door right now. Thinking began to hurt my head, so I tried not to anymore. When I did that though, she appeared in my mind and smiled. I wasn't free, not yet. I knew how to free myself though. I just needed help.
Michael went to the police and told them everything. Their response was to throw him into a mental institution where he often yelled "SHE'S COMING FOR ME!" Slowly, Michael went insane due to a figment in his imagination. Shortly after, he escaped the mental hospital and hung himself in a cemetery. Not just any cemetery, but one back in America. He was right above a broken tombstone, swaying back and forth. That's how Benjamin found him. Soon thereafter, Benjamin was found in the same spot.
