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I dreamed that I was home. It was normal, normal like before the Opera, before everything. I was in my room, trying to sleep. I heard screams, louder than the ones that came sometimes--those were from the city. Dad said so. I went to go see, even though I was scared--They were coming from the basement, it looked more like a cavern. There were bodies all over, piled up. They were alive enough to make noise, even though they were opened, bleeding all over. All of those eyes, like fish eyes, big and glassy were looking at me like I was on stage. When I tried to run, they began to move, crawling all together. The door kept moving farther and farther away. Every time I called for my dad, the voices were louder, drowning me out. I forgot he was gone. There was no getting away from the sight or smell.
I think I woke myself up trying to be heard. I could remember how dead bodies smell, I almost got sick to my stomach.
As stupid as it sounds, as useless as it would be, I want to hear "Shi, it's just a bad dream. Go back to sleep." He would always say that. It's nothing. I think that those were lies.
What would Mag say to me if I were scared? Maybe I'll never know.
I hope I hear from Justin. If he's gone.... Why do so many terrible things have to happen one after the other? I can't have normal friends, can I? Or people who stay. The bugs stay. Maybe my life would be better if I were an insect.
I'm not sleepy. I'll just do something else. Anything else. What is there to do late at night? Besides go looking for new specimens. I don't feel like it tonight.
Has anyone seen Justin? Or heard from him?