Only New Life Can Defeat Death

( Only new life can defeat death... )

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Hello? Looks like at some point or another people were using this book to write to one another. Why I've been given a book that's already almost full is beyond me, but whatever. Maybe if I leave it laying around someone will pick it up, leave a message, and I'll call back later.

Speaking of calls, how about a phone? There's gotta be one here somewhere.

Whatever. I woke up in the woods in my barefeet and pajamas with a crazy chick and a guy almost twice my size who was talking about pickles or something. I'm probably dreaming still anyway. I'll probably wake up in my bed with that crazy what-the-fuck feeling you get when you wake up from a dream you know was messed up, but can't remember what was in it.

So, yeah. There. I've signed the guest book. Kimberly Corman here, still running from Death. I'm so admitting myself when I wake up...