Entry 4
July 26th 1914


I havent written in here for a few days, I can explain that sister.

Well, you see theres been a lot going on around here, i've been moved rooms, im now on a higher level of the asylum (or the 'happy house' as the doctors like to call it, cause they dont like to use the term 'Mental asylum'. I've been moved so I can be closer to the doctors when I have an 'attack'.

Which also reminds me, I had another vision.

But this one was differnt, very differnt. it wasn't about killing or anything. It was about a boy actualy, he was the most gorgeous thing ive ever 'seen'. He had short blonde hair and brillient red eyes, which looked lonely and he was very pale from what I could tell, seeing as the vision was blurry. I dont know who he was. but I know hes going to become a big part of my life one day. I was in it too.

But I was very differnt. I didnt have my long waist length hair, or my brown eyes. I had very short hair and golden eyes. The only reason I knew it was me was what the boy said in it while holding my hand. "Alice" He said in such a loving tone.

Yeah I was over joyed. I skipped around my room for hours.

Oh yes! Im also seeing a counceller now. He apparently wants to 'help' me with my 'problem'. I've been to 2 sessions since I first saw him yesterday. Yesterday after dinner and today before breakfest. Im going to see him after breakfest tomorrow.

He looks just like the guy killing people in my visions.

Should I be worried Sister? Cause, to be honest, I am...

Would you call me weak for being scared sister? I know father would. I'll make father proud, even if it means facing my biggest fears.

Uh oh. I just had a vision. Hes after another one. I have to help, they HAVE to believe me.

Until hopefully next time Sister.


           Mary Alice Brandon.