Josephine Dahl:
Tired.
Josephine Dahl:
Out of reach.
Josephine Dahl:
Living dead.
Josephine Dahl:
I hate you.
Josephine Dahl:
Just shut up, will you?
Josephine Dahl:
The darkness is increasing. I wish I knew how to stop this. Soon, I'm just a shadow.
Josephine Dahl:
Defending myself makes me tired. It shouldn't be necessary.
Josephine Dahl:
Haunted.
Josephine Dahl:
The fog.
Josephine Dahl:
Sore.