Is...did it stop?
It seems like it stopped...
Shoot, where do I...where do I begin?
Okay...let's...try this.
July. I left in July. I was out on some street.
There was a girl. Tanya...Tanya was with her.
No. Tanya's dead...
But it looked just like her.
I saw them. I think they saw me. Then that night...
That night...
Someone attacked me.
God...what happened after that?
I don't remember.
I don't remember...anything...in the past four months.
Except it feels like I just woke up and I'm...stuck wherever this place is.
I can't remember.
Oh my god.