Sequel: Mother Mary

Psychotic

May 9th, 1988

At supper we got cake.

It's Lane's birthday.

I gave him a hug.

I gave him a hug because he's my friend.

Friends deserve kindness.

We played a board game.

The game “Life.”

Strange, considering no one here has a life.

Lane and I were the last ones to finish.

“I know how to get out, Mary.”

“Lane, we can't. They're everywhere.”

“Trust me, I'm good at board games.”