Chapter 19

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Everything is a blur, my consciousness fades in and out. All I can feel is an extreme tiredness.

I find myself sitting in a chair. There are lots of other people dressed in gowns. I think... I think I'm in a mental hospital... 

There are others like me sitting in chairs mumbling to themselves, all with their own problems. They all look like they are on drugs. There is a strange smell in the air like death. My memories fail me as I only remember being in my house with the priest and a man exploded!!  Anxiety creeps up my throat from my chest.

How did I end up here? Did the police catch up with me, did the priest survive?

The lights begin to flicker then go out.
Everyone screams.

My head pounds. I think I am ging to be sick as my eyes flash around widly unable to stand.

I think he's back.

Jimmy's back....


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