When Kim was sent back by Mrs. Quinn, he brought back a diary. It was Poche Quinn's diary. The last few articles WEre attached. Maybe I should remind you that this is a madman's diary. It doesn't matter if you don't read it.
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*MM* DD* YY
Finally! One of the old guys is dead, and the other one is fast! I can't wait! Quinn is going to be mine!
But that damned old woman insisted on a traditional funeral at the Anderson house! The first thing I don't want me to do in charge of Quinn group is to do the funerals of those two old guys under the scrutiny of the media!
I tried to stop it! I tried very hard! But it still failed! The people of the Anderson house are barbarians! Rude, inferior! Like a rat in the gutter!
No! The most hateful thing is that old woman! She booked a funeral for me! Ha ha ha! Ironically, she also decided to bury my father and mother! Dress burial? I think she wants to transfer the real body to the Anderson house!
She's old! She has become weak! That cheap woman who buried her son and my mother herself has become soft hearted! Does she want to create a perfect family after her death?! Ha! How ridiculous! When people want to die, the idea is really ridiculous!
Why should I fight her? She doesn't deserve it! She's just an old, slow, weak dying woman! She doesn't deserve me to fight! All I have to do is wait patiently!
Wait? Ha ha! Not too long!
*MM* DD* YY
Why is that old woman still alive?! Why is her physical examination report completely healthy?!
I don't understand! I don't accept it!
I can't start all over again!
No, no! I need to start over! I am so relaxed!
But why? I don't understand! No! I don't need to understand! Start over! But half a year! The rotten factor flows in the blood of 'Quinn'! What I need to do is let it develop! Start with a mole! Until the viscera, bones!
I have plenty of time, but she has no time! Maybe this time, half a year is not necessary!
*MM* DD* YY
Something has changed. The old woman changed the food supplier and the chef... She cut off my control over everything. Why?
Did she find out? Impossible!
She held a press conference! Damn it! She's back in the spotlight! That should be my place! She took my chance again!
But she made a mistake! This vain old woman' The glory of Quinn '? She would never give up leaving Quinn to anyone else! So Quinn will only be mine!
*MM* DD* YY
Here come those two annoying people from the Anderson house! I hate them! I hate this dog even more!
Why is this dog following me all the time! I should have poisoned it! But I don't have the ability to buy anything!
Wait! What is that! Just now, the old man's face appeared in the mirror!
No, it's just that annoying, expressionless dog!
I hate this dog! He's always hanging around me! Or staring at the picture in a daze! I hate it!
Ah! What is that! That old guy's face again!! Ah! Get out of here! Get out of my mirror!
Impossible! That old man should be at the Anderson house, waiting for tomorrow's funeral! Not in my mirror!
Yes, it should be tomorrow's funeral. It makes me upset!
No! I'm not upset at all! I am very happy! Tomorrow! I can send one away! I hope that in the near future, I can send another one away!
*MM* DD* YY
Funeral! I hate funerals!
Everything emits a rotten smell! Whether it's the cold and hard seats, or a group of old guys around!
I hate the rotten smell! These old things should disappear sooner! Like the old man lying in a coffin! Buried in the ground!
No, no! Not buried in the ground! But turned into dust in the flame!
I hate this church! Dead! And the statue of the son of God! This is the crucifixion style of decades ago. I don't know what such a church is meant to express!
The old man in the coffin is full of the smell of death!
I don't know why, when I looked at him, I had the illusion that I was looking at the mirror! Just like now, there is the old guy's shadow in the mirror!
Ah!! Get out of my mirror! You have begun to decay in the land!!
*MM* DD* YY
I'm tired!
I know I have dark circles under my eyes, but I dare not look in the mirror! The mirror was broken by me, and there was the shadow of the old man in every fragment! He stared at me fiercely! He's telling me I killed him!
Yes! It's me! What can you do?! Can you come out of the mirror and take revenge?
Ha ha ha!
Something is touching my back.
(messy scratches.)
*MM* DD* YY
This house has been haunted by grievances! It's the spirit I created! My grandfather!
I didn't lie! I touched him! As cold as ice, he said, "it's a pity that you poisoned me and your grandmother. We are still alive."
He's lying! He's dead! I saw him sealed in the coffin with my own eyes! Buried in the earth!
He must be lying! No one alive would be so cold! He is a spirit of complaint who has climbed out of hell!
(distorted handwriting.)
He's touching me! I can feel his fingers sliding across my back! Get out of here! Get out of here!
(messy scratches.)
*MM* DD* YY
No one believed me. The servants would run away when I passed by. The old woman would only frown and look at me with disgust!
I hate her! I hate everything in this house!
I locked myself in the bathroom! I can't go out! That old guy is out there! He wants to touch me with his cold fingers! I hate that feeling! No, I'm afraid of that feeling!
Wait, I heard something.
"Poche, Poche..."
Mother? It's mother's voice!
(elongated notes)
No! No!! That's not my mother! She's dead! I bumped into the corner of the table in a quarrel with my father! She's dead! She can't show up! It's impossible to call my name outside!!
*MM* DD* YY
I leaned against the door, trying not to notice the sound outside. Finally, the sound disappeared. I opened the door and there was nothing.
I tried to have a rest, but I felt the cold touch. I opened my eyes. It was her! Mother, she is just like the picture!
She said, "why did you poison me?"
I wanted to refute. I didn't poison her. She became grandfather and said the same thing. I found I couldn't refute.
*MM* DD* YY
I had a dream about my mother. She was sitting by my bed. I wanted to touch her to see if she was cold.
I woke up. She was really sitting by my bed. I touched her. She was like ice!
I wanted to run, but someone held me down! It's father!!
The man who ended his life with a revolver! His hands are cold! But he held me down and wouldn't let me escape.
Wake up, nothing.
No, he's still there. The old man I saw buried in the soil sat by my bed. I touched him like ice. He said he would drag me to hell.
Wake up, nothing.
Only the annoying dog looked at me indifferently and said that he would pull me to hell.
Wake up, nothing.
My mother was sitting beside the bed. She asked me what I saw. I answered. I saw my grandfather and father. They were as cold as an icehouse.
Wake up, this time really nothing.
Just another me, sitting by the bed.
*MM* DD* YY
I woke up and there was nothing.
A stranger was sitting by the bed. He asked me some questions. I answered them. I saw some people. They were as cold as an icehouse.
I was waiting to wake up. Sure enough, I woke up.
The annoying dog sat by my bed. He became me. He said, I need help.
*MM* DD* YY
I don't remember what sanatorium I made an appointment to, but I saw my signature. I think I'm right. I need help.
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As I pointed out, this is a madman's diary.