Day 232
How????????????
How the hell was is done?
In addition to everything else—like the who and the why—how Magdalene was even taken is driving me mad.
I can’t figure it out.
Even if I’m willing to consider it could be one of our close friends, and at this point I am, I still can’t figure out how the hell they did it.
It’d make far, far more sense if it was me or Keith or us working together like so many suspect, but I can’t see any way in which someone else could even begin to do it.
It’s definitely something I will sit and babble about in my padded room wearing my straitjacket.