Speaker: Jin Shima

Yes! Scared, dreadfully scared my twin brother was. But calling him made as I am? No, no, no! His mind and senses had sharpened because of me! The cutting, the bloodletting, even forced cannibalism; it was all me! I'm the mad one, not him!

I have no clues as to why I did this, even though I loved him so. Yes, love! It was because I love him! I made sure he stays as my perfect, twin brother, since I'm the older, twin brother; when he fights, I take him to the basement. I watch him every night, during school, even when he goes to the restroom.

When did my love sprout? I don't remember. I think it was a neighbor of ours. Yes, it was! He loved children, even loved me when I was a child. He played me every other day and told me to protect my brother for which our parents will separates us. I didn't want that! No! So, weeks later, I took the weapon that'll end them; a knife, a sharp one enough to cut wood easily. I wait for father to notice his missing friend, for he was the one who fed us.

He came, he really did, and yelled at me for doing something dangerous. For which I threw at his chest, it didn't go in that deeply since he was a man. But he his screams- the screams!- they were painful, painful for him to fall.

If I kept telling how it went, you won't sleep; the fear of me escaping will cause you to go mad.

Now for mother, oh lovely mother, I had Gin to end her; mad him think she killed my handsome father. It was easy for him, so easy that even when I told the truth, he felt guilt but not cry. I believed he was born mad, but yet not mad.

If I were you, I wouldn't be mean to his new mommy. He won' hesitate.