I'm. I'm older now. I'm older and I suppose wiser. Possibly not. But also possibly. I have been looking for a long time. Looking for a way out. This is. Not ideal. I. Have seen Jackie Packerman. I saw them. In reality. They are so beautiful. But that is irrelevant. I need to detail this. Quickly.
It is very difficult. To use Jack's abilities. Not for their intended purpose.
Jack is gone now. Where has Verdict. Taken. Them? I can't see them. I haven't seen them since. I was forced to switch. Our powers. I can feel them sometimes. The breath of their emotions. Ghosting my mind. Jack was moved last night. But something. Went. Wrong. Wrong in her favour. Or wrong. The other way? I have no idea.
The whole. Complex. Is crumbling. My cell walls are. Peeling.
Verdict is waiting. For something. I don't know what. He won't kill them. Yet. He won't kill me. Yet. I don't know why. Do I have to enact. Their fate? Surely it would be easier. To kill. Them. Before this fate. Stuff.
If. Anyone can hear this. And knows where Jack is. Um actually. How would you even. Contact me? Nevermind. Sorry I.

Someone. Is. Here. A. Real. Person.
I. Can. Hear. Them.
They. Are. Coming. This. Way.
It. Sounds. Like.