Will navidson: I have to go after them. This house may be my grave but I can’t stay here on the porch sipping lemonade. I can’t understand it, i don’t know what this house really is, it won’t let me. I’m sorry Karen, may god forgive me Tom. I won’t let what happened with dahlia happen again. I can hear their knocking in the walls and it’s in the pattern of an SOS, my own will never be hear-
Johnny truant’s multi-page diatribe about being incredibly horny for thumper, trauma, and getting his prostate finger massaged: