log 1_ somethings off.

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>Last memory_ passed out from blood loss_

>Im in a burned forest. What? Why? I look around for a clue. There he is.. my elder brother was yelling at my sister again. I cant really hear what they are arguing about.

>_ brought my audio recorder with me. Put it in my pocket.

>>.. log_ 1

“ GUYS? What’s happening?”

.. Ruth stares at me and sighs. “ It’s step mom. She’s back.

“ Where? I turn around and see her staring.. face to face. “ Hello. Gosh, why are you so SCARED of me?” I back away. “ w..what do you want? “ “ I WONDER WHERE YOUR BROTHER IS? “ I panick.

“ Ruth, please..tell me he’s okay..” She shrugs and points at elder brother burning the already brunt trees. I wince. He’s lost it.

I run to Ruth. “ what did she do to him? “ She stares at me, eyes filled with fear and sorrow. “ Brother he.. he did it himself. He was fine moments ago.. i.. i think he just needs some time..?” I wince as i see brother destroy the area.

He laughs and he cries. He loves the destruction. He sees me and pauses foe a moment. His eyes narrow as he rubs his face and yells. ‘ I KILLED HIM. I..ITS MY FAULT..” his face is pale and wet from his tears. ‘ please just…STAY AWAY.’

..what? “ IM GIVING YOU SPACE. “ Ruth screams in frustration.

I glare at step mom. She must have tirggered him again.. Step mom smirks and watches in silence. “ I wonder who can be the king now. “ she whispers in my ear. I push her away.

“ HELL NO. I cant do it.- “ ‘ COWARD. I MARRIED HIM FOR A REASON, YOU KNOW THAT. “ she harshly grips on my arms and smile. “ Father’s dead. Look at your brother. Who.. who do you listen to then?” I wince. “ NO. I cant.” She glares at me.

“ look at me. I KNOW where you hide. I will burn the place down. I can very well kill your sister if i wanted to.” She grips my chin and stares at me. “ OR MAYBE.. MAYBE YOU COULD JUST LISTEN?” I glance at Ruth. She’s trembling.

I cant let her die too.
“ Let’s make a deal.. you listen to me, I’ll keep her somewhat safer. No more running.”… I feel my wound getting ripped open by her grip itself. I struggle to speak in the pain.
...

“ D..deal..”

… “ see, puppet.. It really wasn’t THAT hard to listen to me. “ She lets go of me and leaves. Ruth stutters. “ sorry, I couldn’t stop her..” I shake my head. Its not her fault..
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>_ camera cuts. Static.

> Im awake again.. I wince when i see the amount of blood flowing out. The bed is red. Im too weak to stop her.. I struggle to get up from my bed. I check the time.

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