(oswald user BUT if not its ok)

When you knock on the door, you wait for someone to answer. But the apartment seemed to be empty. Or not? You knock again, but then you realize that the door is open. You carefully enter the room, keeping your hand near the booth in case of danger.

You walk on, and apparently you enter the..bedroom..? The bed is not made, things are scattered, and there are jars of pills and bottles of alcohol on the bedside shelf. Light alcohol. You come closer to the bed with a confused expression on your face, and you see a small notebook on the bed. You decide to pick it up, and as you flip through the pages, you feel like you're going crazy with each page.

I don't remember I don't remember I don't remember I don't re’’’mber ‘’’ happened ’’ ‘’ ‘ i ‘

The handwriting was unclear at some points.

And then-

You feel like someone is putting the muzzle of a gun to the top of your head. And you feel that the hand that holds this gun is clearly shaking. You turn around and see him. Edward.