It's been a week since Nate moved in. The protections don't work. My tortures are worse than ever before. They burn, and bite, and scratch, and poison me till I might as well be melted. Just last night they did the worst of all. They used magic. They've never done that before. But now they do. They used a spell that removed all my bones one by one in the most torturous, excruciating way possible. Not that there is any other way. Each time a bone was free they crashed it till it was nothing but dust. 

    I need to get rid of him tonight.

    Before I die.

    Before they kill me.

    Tonight, my tortures will finally end.