You were running through the paradise at night. You didn't want to, but it was your last hope. Of course, it was night, so nobody could help you. They wouldn't help you, even if it was day. You knew he was dangerous. YOU KNEW. But nobody listened to you. He seemed to show that he was improving, but one day he relapsed. That was today. Now, you found out the exact extent of his obsession with you. You had to run.

"Eden is my home, darling. I have eyes everywhere. You imagined me hurting you."