Not a cure

I can say that much.

Apparently since It wasn't able to see me, it brought in the drones. They held me still, while It just kept looking at me. I kept trying to imagine things...see if that might cause a distraction, but nothing happened.

My head hurt more and more. I felt that chill more and more...finally it seemed to just be too much. I passed out. I woke up today in the charred remnants of the house that me and...that Two Face bitch squared off.

Then I saw it...they'd...they'd put a pair of eyeballs on the ground, pointing at me, looking like they were staring at me. I think they were Two Face's. A message scrawled in blood underneath 'WE ARE ALWAYS WATCHING'

I told my parents I just was out with a couple of friends. I think they suspect something is wrong, but trust that I'd tell them if there was something really going on. Probably think I just got shitfaced and crashed on someone's couch.