I'm required to read a prepared statement.

Cecilia.

Although our relationship was far from perfect, I thought that you would talk to me rather than run away.

You okay?

What happened?

He cut his wrists for his final wishes.

You're getting $5 million contingent, Of course.

On the fine print.

It can't be rude to be mentally a comp.

It just doesn't make any sense.

What?

Adrian wouldn't kill himself.

Listen, you're getting your freedom back, okay?

Don't let it haunt you.

Hello.

I'm scared.

You have to be scared.

And he was a sociopath, completely in control of everything.

He said that wherever I went, he would find me walk right up to me, and I wouldn't be able to see him.

You okay?

Someone sitting in that chair?

I don't think I can prove what I'm experiencing.

You need help.

Adrian is dead.

I wouldn't sell us today.

He's not.

I did.

I have a pile of ashes in a box that would disagree with you.

He has figured out a way to be invisible.

Only thing more brilliant than inventing something that makes you invisible.

Coming up with the perfect way towards you even in death.

Major is true.

Genius was how we got in people's heads.

Don't come any closer.

I'm no crazy.

You're saying the person trying to kill you It is in the room right now, but we can't see him.

Worry.