Jude arrived at the mall the next day in the afternoon, petrified due to his dream. But he knew it wasn't real. Or was it?
He decided, regardless of Greg, he would reveal his feelings to Jen today. Closure.
As he arrived at the Penalty Box, he felt a chill down his spine. He saw Jen, and the other employees, but no Greg.
Then Coach Halder's voice came on the intercom.
"The following message is for the Penalty Box staff. Last night, Greg Fisher was brutally slaughtered. He was found under second base at L'Arbre Park. He was found this morning, by a 10-year-old practicing for a baseball game."
I knew I should have buried him deeper, Jude thought.
I am Jude. I ran yesterday. I am running today. I will run tomorrow. Where I will go, what I will do, I don't know. But I do know some things.
I can run, but I can't hide. I can die, but I can't afford to live. The pain will swell. Forever.
I'd kill for her. Literally. And I guess I did.
Maybe I'll keep running. Or just cease to exist. Anyway, one thing's for sure.
It's gonna be less than a lifetime before I die.
I must not be far from my favourite place in the world. Cameron's Canyon. I've only told that fact to Jen. Because I love her. But I can't anymore, so don't cry, Jude. You can only get things that are less than your own worth, you know that very well.
Sometimes I wonder what the guys have been doing this past week without me me, running to nowhere. In the wilderness.
I am keeping this journal so people know how I lived out here. And how I died. Sorry I let you down guys. I hope you read this. It's really important to me. But by the time you read it, I will be dead.
For I, Jude Lizowski, am going to commit suicide.
Goodbye, cruel world.
