Michael: It’s worse than I thought. She didn’t just poison me. I think… I think she was trying to do something unnatural. She wrote that it was her «experiment.» She described everything in detail, her plans… her hatred. I… I’ll read it.
(Michael pulled out a handful of pages, his hands trembling.)
Michael: She wrote: «It’s been three years since I started. He still doesn’t suspect, the poor fool. He thinks I’m his devoted wife, but he doesn’t realize that with each day I’m getting closer to my goal. Every dose I slip into his food, every pinch of powder in his tea — all of it leads to purification.»
Andrew: Michael… this is horrible. Are you sure you should read this?
Michael: It seems she believed… believed she could somehow transfer my essence, my… life force, into herself. She thought that by gradually taking my strength, she would become stronger.
(Michael found another page. His face paled as he continued.)
Michael: Here… this part. She wrote: «If I want to succeed, I need his body to weaken and his spirit to break. Then, and only then, can I take what belongs to me. It’s not enough to just poison him — he needs to break, lose the will to resist. He must become an empty shell so that I can fill it with my own life force.»
Andrew: She… she was trying to steal your life, Michael. This… is monstrous.
Michael: I know. But she didn’t think so. She believed it was her right. She saw me as some… some vessel, Dad. She saw me as an obstacle standing between her and the power she thought she deserved. Toward the end, she suddenly realized that something terrible would soon happen to her… she fell into despair.
(Michael flipped through the last few pages. Her handwriting was uneven, the letters sprawling across the page in disorder.)
Michael: She wrote: «Time is running out. This body… it’s failing me faster than I thought. I can’t afford to wait for the final transformation. I need his strength now, all of it at once. If he’s gone in the process, so be it. What’s the use of a weakling? I’ll finish this all soon, with his help or without it.»
Andrew: This is horrible, son, all of this is some nightmare. I’m so glad you’re free now.
Michael: She even started performing rituals, strange rites that she believed would aid the transformation.
(He pulled out a page with symbols and diagrams, Emily’s notes filled with arcane symbols and descriptions of chants.)..
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