The nightmares are getting worse. Every time I wake up, it feels like I’m still there—surrounded by blood, his laughter echoing in my head. I’ve started sleeping with the sword by my bed. I don’t eve…

Something strange happened today. I don’t know if I’m losing it or if… there’s more going on. I was sitting in my room, looking at Dad’s drawings again, trying to make sense of it all. And for a sec…

I went back to school today. It was strange, walking the halls like everything’s normal when nothing is. People were staring at me. I don’t blame them—news travels fast. They know what happened. Well…

It’s been two days since Halloween, and I still haven’t slept. Every time I close my eyes, I’m back there—back in the maze of blood and darkness. I hear the screams, the sounds of Jonathan calling fo…

I can’t believe I’m even writing this. It feels surreal—like I’m stuck in one of those awful nightmares where you’re running, screaming, and no one hears you. But this is real. It all happened. Art.…