Logan
I can't sleep. I just sit up at the end of Connor's bed every night and stare him down. Every since he promised to kill Michael, I've been keeping my distance. I want to slit his throat while he's asleep. I think I'm allowed to be labeled as crazy now, but can I be blamed?
I've been through so much, way too much while being held captive here. I still have my devious plan in my head, but I'm waiting for the right moment to put it in action. I think I'll start by offering to do something nice for the two bastards. They won't even notice it coming. It's crazy, but brilliant.
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Shana
Everybody think they know me, but they're so wrong. My own parents don't even know me. I've changed, changed so much since this Logan bitch ever got noticed. Maybe if she had stayed in the shadows and stayed a loner, she wouldn't be in death row right now. Everyone thinks they're done with me, but they're in for a rude awakening if they think I'm just gonna go down without a fight.
They're all fucking wrong.
Everything I've worked for will pay off.
Even if I get caught and shipped off to a crazy house after all of this is over, it will all be worth it. No one will be able to look at me the same, I can't even look at myself the same.
I've gone crazy... and I love it.
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Connor
Logan's distant from me, but I don't care. She can be distant all she wants, but in the end I'll be the only one she has left so she'll have to deal with it. I really hope Michael got my note, I hope I made his ears blow steam. I love this game, maybe I should consider thanking Shana for this idea after all. I mean, I wouldn't have Logan if it wasn't for her. Speaking of her, I need a gun. I wonder if she likes me enough to let me borrow one of her dad's gun. Me and Michael have unfinished business to handle. I've completely gone crazy, then again, kidnapping a girl will do that to a guy.
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Shana
Connor's a sick, heartless, crazy piece of shit in human form. The only thing we both had in common was the crazy part. I really hate him for what he's done to me. I'm really debating if I should just go through with my plan and visit Logan or wait till Connor is with her and visit them both.
Hmm... decisions, decisions.
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Logan
Mom and dad I'm really sorry. I'd never do anything to hurt you, but I think this is the most worse thing I'll do in my life. I've tried to be strong in this situation, but I'm just tired. It's really bringing the ugly out of me. If I do something crazy and unforgiving, I need you to know I was just super tired and I was forced.
Your baby girl is really really sorry, I love you...
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Michael
I wonder if I should just stand in the middle of the street with my arms wide open and wait for this piece of shit to kill me already. I wonder if I should bargain with him. I'd do anything to keep Logan from suffering more. I know it's crazy of me that I'm agreeing to keep quiet about the threatening note that this asshole wanting me dead. I know it's a suicide mission, but shit I am hurting. This is the most information I've heard about Logan since the dinner with Shana and her family. At this point, I really don't know what to do anymore. I'm just a tired, miserable and crazy guy.
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Connor
I hope I can keep Michael's death clean and unnoticeable. I hope I can control myself in school since we do go to the same school and all. I've already been forcing myself to not drag him a in a janitor's closet and stab him to death.
I hope I can keep this quiet and clean.
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Logan
I hope I don't act too suspicious around Connor and fuck up my plan. I really hope I don't mess this up. If I do, I might as well kiss any hope of getting my old life back goodbye. I hope I don't stay crazy after all of this, cause I might end up getting stuck with Connor, John and Shana even if I do get out in the end.
And if I do, what would be the point? We'd all just be know as crazy ass people and no one would believe I was forced into it.
God forgive me for what I may do...

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Far Away
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