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.