Her death, the murder, I was warned was I not? A sharp pain enters my body thinking of it. My father is the one I confessed. But his reaction was not one that I expected. He blew off the whole thing. Is his money all he cares for? And my poor Elisabeth, she assumed I had lost my lust for her. But my lack of passion was only to save her! Should I have warned her? Had she thought of me as mad? I had planned to reassure her my love by marrying her. By showing her underneath all of my madness it was still me. I wanted to defend her, for I brought a pistol with me. But the creature was too smart for such a primal attack. He was sneaky. Cruel in his actions, strangled my dear Elisabeth. He made sure that the slow pain was one I could feel even after her death.