The apartment is quiet when I wake up. My head is foggy from crying myself to sleep. And on top of that my dreams were filled with shifting shadows that changed from one person to another. Everytime I looked away it became someone else. I wonder if I’ll ever get a good night's sleep again. Now that I’ve had time to think about everything, I’m feeling bad about exploding at Kadis and Michael. They did seem to be protecting me. But killing that.. thing. What if it really was a person? Am I an accomplice to murder? Even if it wasn’t a person, am I still in the wrong for not telling someone? But who would I tell? The police won’t believe me. And how did Michael get rid of the evidence so fast? I wasn’t out of it that long. Thoughts of possible solutions flit through my head one after another,

