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"           *  slowly taking root and spreading throughout my  *"
"           *  body. I can feel my self-control weakening, the *"
"           *  evilness growing in me second by second, day by *"
"           *  day. I only hope I can finish my machine before *"
"           *  I am completely overcome.                       *"
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"           *                               November 18, 1934  *"
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"           *  It is done! My machine is complete. I am writing*"
"           *  this during one of the few moments of sanity I  *"
"           *  seem to have left. I can remember only fragments*"
"           *  of what I have said and done over the past two  *"
"           *  weeks. I feel a deep, burning desire to hurt    *"
"           *  and destroy. I have visions where I see myself  *"
"           *  murdering Alexandria and Rosa. I know I cannot  *"
"           *  fight these feelings for much longer. I know I  *"
"           *  must leave now, but I feel myself growing weaker*"
"           *  and weaker. Maybe if I rest for just a few      *"
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"           press any key to continue"
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