This is all his fault. It all started because of him. Or is it all indirectly Elizabeth's fault. Didn't she bring him into our lives? Isn't it her fault that he was even at the party? She was the one who threw the party to begin with. Is it all her fault? No she didn't cause the artifact to be pushed out of the primary universe. She didn't cause for it to be pushed and then to fall right into our house, right onto my bedroom, where I was sleeping. I died. I'm dead. For that I don't blame her. What I blame her for is for bringing that fucking bunny into our lives. Frank, he's just, he's not a bad person, really he might be better than Elizabeth, not that it's too hard, but Elizabeth doesn't suck, not entirely. I can't help but to think of it. To think of him and know that it's all his fault. Could it have been his fault if Elizabeth wasn't with him? He's innocent, really. Taking a step back without clouding my judgement, I know this isn't his fault, because no one is in control, if anyone could claim control or could say that they have control, it would be me. And if he was guilty for anything it would be that he ran her over, he ran Gretchen over. The amount of rage I had for him in that moment. I didn't even know him, he was at our party and I didn't know him, not until then. Frank didn't know me either, I was just Elizabeth's younger brother, what did he care? What did he care that he killed Gretchen? I'm sure he cared when I shot him in the eye. I shot him in the eye. I shot someone in their eye. I shot someone. I don't get it, he must have known. That same night, at the party, at the party, my sister invited him to, he wore his costume. It was a Halloween party after all, October, but why'd he have to come in that stupid bunny suit?
