Chapter 1
Dear Diary,
It's back in the corner of my room. I know it's there because of its red eyes contrasting against my gray walls. And no matter what I DO that murderous part of me never goes away. Her black hair is tinted red from the blood dripping from each strand and her white dress have spots of blood while her hands hold a knife I've growing use to see with it lovely shine. But she never moves from that spot. And I think of her the more I fear to become her. But at what cost will I choose to not be her? I only wish they would let me... No us out of this room. I have to go their coming for me! Please help.
Sadly yours,
Experiment #0978