I did it, I killed Divina.

I don't know when anyone else is going to find this, but I'm going to need some time. I need to let every person I met know how I feel about them, whether I hated their guts or found them to be some of the good folks who didn't see me as a rapist. There still be some things I could share with Wednesday, then, once that's all over, I'm sure I can come up with my elaborate ending somehow.

Everyone's died because of me, and I'm sorry. I don't know how much about what I've done, but it's not like the Hyde has been very forthcoming about what I am and am not allowed to remember.

In spite of it, however. I'll do my best to find as much proof I may have skipped over before I give my little confession journal to the authorities. 

Don't worry, everyone. You'll be fine without me.