[This chapter will be written from the perspective of Momma/Annie.]

Dear Diary,

I have arrived back in the village I came from, I have been in a sanitorium for about 7 months, and I almost died. I escaped with a friend, and I should probably write down what happened before I left because it's a wild ride. But for now, I'm going to rest. My friend, QB is with me and she's already asleep on my bed. 

Sincerely, 

Annie Mal ♡

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Dear Diary,

I remember deciding to escape from the island with my friends, QB, Maya, Timber, Pringle, Fiah, and Bi. Bi and Pringle disappeared one day, so it was just me, QB, Maya, Timber, and Fiah.

We were trying to escape, and Timber had been acting strangely. Ever since the night she drank the mystery water, she's been acting strange. I notice how she's trying to push us away. I refuse to let her go, these girls call me Momma, why would I abandon them?

We tried to run away once, but I knew we'd always get caught. 

I wanted to leave. I always wanted that.

I remember, a few nights before we were done with our little boat, I was awake one night, Fiah had a broken leg, a cannibal got to her and we were able to rescue her before her death. I knew she'd die eventually, but I didn't want to believe it. She was poisoned by human saliva. 

She was losing the ability to walk.

Oh my! I'm being called out, I'll continue writing later <3

Sincerely,

Annie Mal ♡

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Dear Diary,

Let me explain what happened.

I once overheard a conversation between Fiah and Timber, Timber explained how she was getting worse, she said she wasn't going to escape with us. I made it up in my mind that I'd make sure she'd come with us. I don't care, she's suffered with us, It'd be a crime to leave her behind.

Thing is, we did end up leaving her behind. It's a regret of mine, but she's held, even more, regrets then I can think of.

She ate Fiah. The night before  Fiah's disappearance, she said she was going to "check" on Timber. I was suspicious, but she limped to Timber's room, and then we never saw Fiah again. 

Timber told us in tears that she ate Fiah. We were all very shocked and scared, I guess Timber used that to her advantage. 

She got us off that island immediately. I and QB were too scared to bring her along, and that's what she wanted. 

I love Timber still, she's like a daughter to me. 

I wonder how she's doing now, without us. I hope she's telling others about her problem, but I'm almost sure that she's becoming her monster, the monster she swore to never grow into. 

We were the only ones holding her back, so I wouldn't be surprised if she did.

How much praying will she do to that stupid Gay Jesus? How much will she beg and plead to get off that hell of a place?

...

Does she like it there? 

Is she scared?

Will there be anyone to comfort her? Or will they all see her as a monster?

Unlike Maya and Fiah, I'm unsure if Timber's alive. I wonder if she's still writing in her diary. 

I was such an idiot to leave her there on the Isle. 

I... I'm going to rest now. I have a big day tomorrow, I'm going back into society with QB. We washed up on a shore, and a tribe helped us. I go back to my old apartment, I go back to normal life and act as if nothing happened.

Will I ever be the same?

Who knows.

Sincerely,

Annie Mal

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Dear Diary, 

I'm in my old apartment, it smells like home. As soon as I laid in my old bed I cried, I couldn't wait to contact my family and friends.

I and QB decided to go our separate ways, I wonder if I'll ever see her again. I never asked about anyone's past, I wish I did.

I had a normal life, but I fell into a cannibal cult, where we'd kidnap people and eat them. I was eventually caught by The Sisters, and I was taken to the Sanitorium. I had to get surgery, but they left me there. That's when I started to hate the place.

I hate those bloody nurses. They're awful.

Now that I'm back in my normal life, the one without human meat, I wonder if the drawbacks will ever come back to haunt me.

I plan to go to the church and get bottles of Holy Water. I don't know what I'll say, but I'll probably tell a lie.

I wonder what life would be like if everyone was still here, and we all escaped together. I wonder if we'd be happy. 

I'm going to contact my family now, I need to get a job too. I'll be working on that.

Sincerely,

Annie Mal ♡

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Dear Diary,

I recently got a job, I have a degree in zoology so I'm currently being trained. 

I had to explain to my family why I hadn't contacted them, I didn't tell them much, but I did tell them that I went to a private sanitorium and I was shattered by it, so I escaped. My mother's coming to see me tomorrow, my father's busy.

My older brother didn't believe me. I'll have to tell him in further detail. I have many scars from the sanitorium, my teeth are designed to dig through the skin of humans, so I'll show him how my teeth are sharpened, along with the scratches and bite marks from cannibals.

He probably won't believe me, but who cares.

Love, 

Annie Mal ♡

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Dear Diary,

My brother didn't believe me! It's so odd! I showed him my teeth, I let him poke them, I showed him my scars, he believed me a little, until I got to the Gay Jesus part. Oh well.

My mom and I talked, I told her about the cannibals, my friends, and everything. She was horrified, to say the least. I even told her about... Timber. 

Thinking of her gets me emotional, I know QB is safe, I know Fiah and Maya are dead, but I'm unsure about Timber. I have no way of knowing if she's alive or dead. 

I'll find out one day I hope.

Love, 

Annie Mal ♡

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Dear Diary,

It-'s been about a month and a half since I've written here.

My life's improving, I have a therapist, my job's going great, I'm close to my family again, and I'm beginning to enjoy life.

All though, I want to see QB again, I want to see her and ask her how her life's going.

I also want to know how Timber's doing.

I'll probably never know.

I hope to forget my past, and move on to the future. For good.

Though, the voice of the girls calling me "Momma" rings in my head and haunts me at night. Every time I hear their voice, calling my name, I remember their face, and then I remember their demise. Fiah's is the worst one. 

I wonder if I could've stopped anything that happened.

Of course, I could've. But I didn't. And it haunts me to this very day.

-Annie Mal