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Jessie, you'll be fine. You're not gonna get killed by fangirls, rabid fangirls.

My… my partner. Umm, he's not— he's not a person.

Umm, it’s probably around 3:30… in the morning, um,I keep having these dreams of a man and he has, I don’t know if I just can’t remember his face or if he doesn’t have a face, but I wake up feeling so weird after.

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Hang in there, HYBRIDS. We're almost done recording all the commentary we need for the catch-up. It's odd to watch your own videos… to say the least. (All 19 of them.) Hey, at least it's something to distract from missing someone, right? [J].

Saw me kill our friend, you saw me kill 'em. And I did do it. But do I, do I, do I look like it? Do I look like I just spent the last fucking, month, murdering everyone I love? Is that what I look like to you?.

I feel… spiritually violated.

Did you know that I named him Rex? The chainsaw, not Shaun.

So how're we feeling? Feeling good? Feeling sassy?.

CANYOUSEETHEWORDS.

FEAR THE FLOOD.

The weather is almost as pleasant as some of the people. Whoever left me this, knows where Jessa is. I'm coming for you. [J].

At this point, you know, at the height of it all, when the walls crawl and I wake up exhausted, I’d always see HIM. Right there.

Seems the running theory about this urban legend, the patriarch of that family on the TV, this "James Corenthal", killed his kids or something after adopting them from broken homes.

This is the way things should be. Happy. Full of laughter. These children are my life— and I will stand in the way of anything that threatens them and my dear Maryann.

I forgot you were left-handed! You little fuckin' cocksucker….

Happy new year, whatever that means. Hell, we're still breathing and mostly smiling. -Jeff.

…Did I get 'im?.

YUP. HE'S DEAD.

You're safe for now; I gotta go. You're staying here. I love you, son. Goodbye, and good luck.