[Warning: this all takes place during chapter 6]

The VHS started playing, going from playing a commercial before half way through it showing that it was recorded over by the image of to revealing A beaten Jeremiah tied to a tree by a couple of hunters that were part of the KKK, on the female side & the middle side, that wanted to videotape him on his last moments before a certain 'priest' came to deal with him. The undid the cloth bag revealing a man face wrapped in bandages since he was truly beyond damaged underneath it from his bone tail to the length of his claws and even the look in his eyes was evidence that he was A lost cause, which was the reason why the rope that they were using was strong enough to keep a grizzly bear in check. 

"…. You never forget your first memory…. My first memory was when DeAndre revealed his first moment of killing intent… his so-called friend, I think his name was Joey or Johnny but that's irrelevant. You see they used to borrow things from one another but Joey / Johnny didn't want to borrow, he wanted to keep. He even talked down to DeAndre who never took things seriously as a kid and even try to play fight as if this was something he saw on television with his little brother, However things took a turn for the worst when things got too heated amongst Johnny and his brother who started to gang up on DeAndre's brother. You see Johnny had problems with his innards so his insides were more visible than one would expect. DeAndre try to stop the fighting but then they turn themselves towards him which led to him not only fighting Johnny's older brother but also punching into the gut of Johnny which led to him feeling the inside of Johnny's body that was visible… for a quick second he could feel something that no child should ever feel, he touched something that no child should ever touch…. He touched something gooey which ended up turning out to be Johnny's guts literally figuratively and disgustingly. For him it was disgusting but for me, it was just the beginning…. I called upon Him multiple times, just egging him on like a green-eyed monster. Despite having a toxic mother with a toxic baby father, something was holding him back. The answer is simple, he was just a kid and he had good morals as I admire that, however you need to understand boys and girls, I was his green-eyed monster and his friend when he was alone… Consider me like his older brother in a way since he didn't have anyone his age or people that treated him like he cared since it was as if he was just a tagalong for neglect. One day however, things started to get good…. It was DeAndre's brother's cousin's birthday party, everyone was preparing for it as he wanted to play but everyone was telling him to go away from his mom to his brother's father along with the rest of his brother's side of the family. Neglect was not anything new but it was more visible than before as I showed DeAndre the truth. Neglect has strong potential as much as one's behavior of not wanting a child that isn't bound by blood.  The "blood being thicker than water was beyond these people and it showed, sometimes I pitied him and sometimes I felt like wanting to punch every last one of them in the face for how they treated him or what he had to witness.  Unfortunately, DeAndre decided to talk to two girls that he wanted to become friends with along with having I want to flirt with like his brother's father. One of them was a black girl while the other was a Caucasian white girl in a wheelchair. It definitely didn't go the way that he wanted to go where they brushed him away because he was icky in their case since they were around seven & eight while he was just eight or nine.  He ran away crying after they made fun of him and I was there to keep them on the street in the area where I was saying what he wanted to say along with doing what he didn't have the guts to do which was; punching the walls, stomping his feet or even giving childish versions of curse words spewing out of my mouth. DeAndre just watched Rudolph the Red nosed Reindeer in July since there were not too many movies he could watch or anything that he could really do since it was the early 2000s so the kid without money or any sense of direction was like a fish out of water waiting for death.  I didn't know what was worse, the claymation in the form of stuck motion with colorful characters plus an elf who wanted to be a dentist or the pathetic love of a child who wasn't getting any form of attention as if he was a burden? Because of that movie you tried again to impress them but that one's even worse as even I had a secondhand cringe and I am supposed to be his subconscious, he was truly stupid he to think that singing a musical number, failing to sing the lyrics correctly, would do anything but make you look weird & creepy!! I don't remember what they said to him but he snapped which was where I took control for the first time hahahahahaha! A man never forgets his first time or his first attempted murder. I took the girl in the wheelchair and she was panicking when we got close to the walkway that had black metal bars because we were on top of the upper part of the apartment complex where the party was held, did I forget to mention that? She was crying and begging me to stop and even the other girl was begging me to stop but like I said before you never forget your first time and I ended up letting her go along with the wheelchair and she went flying from bar to bar and hitting her neck head legs arms all the way down and I stood on top of the hill with a wicked smile on my face and once he was yelled at I was pushed back and DeAndre was back in the driver seat. He did not know what got into him even though I knew full well that it was a diabolical thing that we did. So many times I showed up in his life after that and so many times I've proved that not only was I dangerous but willing to take on the world one body at a time through fighting, not killing. Mother made sure that we were not in range of dissecting animals or other kids since whenever DeAndre had an object in our hands, there was a possibility where he would snap. …. Too bad DeAndre was such a coward…. His stupid little life, his abusive fucking family, is retarded judgmental jobs…. It took me years of manipulation in breaking him but his life did it all for me showing me their faces that were hidden in plain sight behind masks. I was the only one that was honest with him in his entire existence. IT WAS ME! I was his only friend and actually gave him opportunity after opportunity to grow a set of balls and now look at us now?! I am The one in the driver seat and he is in the back of my mind dead on arrival!! I know who started the crazy roller coaster and set me free as it wasn't father Smith it was one man in particular and I hope he's watching this video intently because i'm coming for his ass and he won't see it coming just like he didn't see me pushing his daughter down a hill either, HAHAHAHAHA!!!! As for you all, let me give you some advice before you start running with your tail between your legs; when I was in the darkness of that endless abyss, I didn't just consume it, I BROUGHT MANY FROM THE ABYSS ALONG WITH ME!!"

The only thing they heard was the sound of him whistling which echo through the forest and then the last thing they saw was the red eyes within the forest before everything went dark as scorpions were heard as many mutated creatures both human and beast killing off the KKK members one by one, while Jeremiah laughed in the background before the tape ended.