February 25th, 1981
I have wasted my time. I have been lazing in a world that doesn't exist. I need to focus. I've said it before but it's more true now, than it ever has been.
I went to my facility in the woods. It is in good shape and with a few touch ups will be ready for more patients. I will make this plan work. I am going to bring in every unaccounted person I can find. I will be spending every second tending to them but it will keep my mind where it needs to be, busy.
I called Morgan, one last time. She answered and hung up before I could explain anything. She's mad and hates me, obviously. So I will move on. Completely.
The legitimate facility I have waiting to be put into operation is where I spend a lot of time. It's a good place to study since I own the building. My house is becoming like a jail cell. Every time I enter it gets smaller and smaller. I don't want to feel like a prisoner in my own home, I've known that feeling for too long already.
I have received confirmation for a return to my old job. They were unable to find anyone to fill my position in my absence.
It is time for me to fulfill my duties. Now is the time I take on the true family business.
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The Franklin Series: Torment
HorrorBook Two of four in The Franklin Series Wesley has been through hell. He is alone with only his morbid memories to keep him company. No matter how lonely the journey, he will always have his professional curiosity to keep him occupied. These are the...
