Really, I have.
I talked with Diane a bit about Paul this morning. Really, there was nothing I could have done before and there is nothing I can do now. Who I should really be mad at is the fucking doctors that let him slip out.
... How is that even possible? Are they THAT FUCKING STUPID that they would let a goddamn mental patient walk out of their clinic?
Paul isn't Michael Myers, this isn't a fucking slasher film. What happened should not have happened. It was some mighty fine incompetence on the doctors' part.
His family is of course, not happy either. They think I had something to do with it, or something. Fuck them.
As for the phone call I mentioned. It was a few days ago, I answered the phone and some dipshit who couldn't help but whisper was asking for Shannon. I assumed it was Brandon. I told him she wasn't home at the time, as she had gone out with Diane.
And what did he say? "Good, you're home alone. I'll be right over."
Then he fucking hung up.
Thankfully, no one showed up that night.
I don't even know if that WAS Brandon, I feel no need to contact the guy and obviously Shannon didn't think much of it. It was just really stupid and it annoyed the FUCK out of me because I started thinking that Shannon was the one behind it. If it was a Halloween joke, the guy COULD have said something more creepy, like, "I'm coming over to cut you up."
... Or something like that.
God, disappearing friends who just happened to have gone insane and mysterious phone calls. This really is a fucking slasher film.