Your voice. It’s haunting and beautiful at the same time and it travels through me as if I am a tree in the woods. You make me do things that some people would consider terrible but because of your voice, I know I am doing right. You know that I can never come to your side of the bridge. It is perfect over there and seeing something as beautiful as you would be like seeing the face of god. No. I will keep my distance, listen to your voice, and do as you say.

Nobody knows that I murdered Jimmy. I didn’t want to. I liked Jimmy. But you told me to do it so I know that it was right. I’ll never tell them about you. This will be our little secret.

I won’t stop until you tell me to. I’ll come to the fifth floor every day, listen for your life giving voice, and stay until my work is done.