This was such a bad idea, I should have listened to Ed. He was right, I shouldn't have gotten more involved than the first interview. This family's home was full of evil, more than I sensed when I walked in.
I only saw one spirit that seemed evil, but that all changed after we started digging into the last more and more. This entity grew stronger, and it knew exactly how to hurt us, it knew what to do to push people over the edge. With this it knew that if Ed would lose me he would go crazy, and that's what it intended to do, but I didn't see it coming. I had always had that sixth sense, where I would know when bad things were going to happen, but this came without warning. The dark entity must have made this plan up at the last moment because it knew I wouldn't be able to see this.
Now as I lay here I can hear Ed's muffled cries, shouting my name. He doesn't know if I'm dead or alive, he doesn't know if I can see anything or sense anything. For the first time in my life I hear nothing, I sense nothing. Yet I still can't find the strength to get up, I feel drained, I feel as close to death as possible…...
