No one knew the fixation that had gripped my heart, no one, not even the one that lay dead on my floor. "The journal..the journal. What was that she was saying about my journal?" Ah, alas, the candlelight was no more. All was dark. "Darkness, darkness, my good friend. How I dread to see you come, yet I love you once you are here." I spoke to her, she did not respond. I touched her cold lips, they did not speak. "Now, your body has been enveloped in the coldness that has ever been in your heart, my lovely. Ha! What dwells within shall manifest!" I smiled at my friend, darkness. "It is only you that I trust, for only you are what you seem.