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Meredith Perenais’s Journal

November 30, 2009

George isn’t himself anymore. Whatever he was is gone. Eaten. I can’t talk to him now, no more than I could in the last days before his death. He’s getting his revenge—that much is clear. But I don’t know if he’s thankful for it. I don’t even know if he knows I’m here or if he’s got me at the bottom of his list and he’s just crossing off checkboxes one by one until he reaches me.

And I can feel something else gathering, too. Something that my wards can’t stop. It’s too dark to see what it might be, but it’s coming for me, I can feel it.

The door to hell is paved with both dreams and knives. I wrote those words a long time ago, and they’re still true. We never, ever believe the truth until it’s too late.