Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

When King was sent back by Mrs. Quinn, she brought back a diary, which was Poch Quinn’s. Attach the last few articles, maybe I should remind you that this is a diary of a madman, it doesnt matter if you dont read it.

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*year*month*day

Finally! One Old Guy is dead, and the remaining one is coming soon! I can not wait anymore! If Quinn is mine!

However, that nasty old woman insisted on having a traditional funeral at that Grand House! The first thing I don’t want me to be in charge of the Quinn Group is to get the funerals of those two Old Guys under the watchful eye of the media!

I tried to stop! I tried very hard! But it still failed! Everyone in Grand House is Barbarian! Rude and inferior! Just like a gutter mouse!

No! The most hateful thing is that old woman! She actually booked a funeral for me! hahaha! It is ridiculous that she also decided to bury her father and mother! Burial? I think she wants to transfer the real body to the Grande House!

She is old! She has become weak! The bitch who buried her son and my mother by herself has become relentless! Does she want to create a perfect family after death? ! what! it is ridiculous! When people are about to die, the idea is really ridiculous!

Why should I fight her? She is not worthy! She is just an old, dull, and weak dying person! She is not worthy of me to fight! All I have to do is to wait patiently!

Waiting? haha! It doesn’t take too long!

*year*month*day

Why is that old woman still alive? ! Why is her physical examination report completely healthy? !

I dont understand! I do not accept!

I cant start all over again!

No, no! I need to start all over again! I’m so relaxed!

But why? I do not understand! Do not! I don’t need to understand! Start over again! But half a year! The factor of corruption is flowing in the bloodline of Quinn! All I need to do is let it develop! Start with a mole! Until the internal organs, skeleton!

I have time, but she has no time! Maybe this time, not even half a year!

*year*month*day

Something has changed. The old woman changed food suppliers and chefs… She cut off my control of everything, why?

Did she find out? impossible!

She held a press conference! damn it! She is back in the spotlight again! There should be my location! She took my chance again!

But she made a mistake! This vain old woman! ‘The Glory of Quinn’? She will never be willing to leave Quinn to others! So Quinn will only be mine!

*year*month*day

The two pesky Grand House people are here! I hate them! Hate this dog even more!

Why does this dog keep following me! I should poison to death it! But I dont have the ability to buy anything!

Wait! what is that! Just now, the Old Guy’s face appeared in the mirror!

No, it’s just that nasty dog without any expression!

I hate this dog! He is always dangling by my side! Or stare at the photo in a daze! I hate it!

Ah! what is that! It’s that Old Guy’s face again! ! what! Get out! Get out of my mirror!

impossible! That Old Guy should be at the Grand House, waiting for tomorrow’s funeral! Instead of appearing in my mirror!

Yes, it should be tomorrows funeral, making me irritable!

No! I am not irritable at all! I am very happy! tomorrow! I can give one away! Hope that in the near future, I can send another one away!

*year*month*day

Funeral! I hate funerals!

Everything exudes a decadent smell! Whether it’s a cold and hard seat or a group of Old Guys on the side!

The smell of decay makes me hate! These old things should disappear soon! Just like Old Guy lying in a coffin! Buried in the ground!

No, no! Not buried in the ground! It turns into dust in the flame!

I hate this church! lifeless! And the statue of Holy Son! This is the crucifixion style several decades ago, and I dont know what this church is meant to express!

The Old Guy in the coffin is full of Death Aura!

I dont know why, when I looked towards him, I had the illusion that I was looking in the mirror! Just like now, there is the shadow of Old Guy in the mirror!

Ah! ! Get out of my mirror! You guy who has begun to decay in the land! !

*year*month*day

I am very tired!

I know I have dark circles, but I dare not look in the mirror! The mirror was broken by me, and there is the shadow of the Old Guy in every fragment! He stared at me fiercely! He was saying to me, I killed him!

Yes! it’s me! What can you do? ! Can you step out of the mirror to take revenge?

hahaha!

Something is touching my back.

(Chaotic scratches.)

*year*month*day

This house is entangled with resentful spirits! It is the resentful spirit I created! My grandfather!

I didn’t lie! I touched him! As cold as ice cubes, he said: “You poisoned me and your grandmother. It’s a pity that we are all alive.”

He is lying! he died! I saw him in a coffin with my own eyes! Buried in mud!

He must be lying! No one alive will be so cold! He is a resentful spirit crawling out of hell!

(Distorted handwriting.)

He is touching me! I can feel his fingers sliding across my back! Get out! Get out!

(Chaotic scratches.)

*year*month*day

No one believes me, the servants will avoid me when I pass by, That old woman would just frown and look at me disgustingly!

I hate her! I hate everything in this house!

I locked myself in the bathroom! I can’t go out! That Old Guy is outside! He wants to touch me with his cold fingers! I hate that feeling! No, I am afraid of that feeling!

Wait, what did I hear.

“Porch, Porch…”

mother? It’s the voice of mother!

(Elongated note)

No! Do not! ! That’s not my mother! She is dead! Hit the corner of the table in the quarrel with my father! She is dead! She is impossible to appear! It’s also impossible to call my name outside! !

*year*month*day

I leaned against the door, trying not to pay attention to the sound outside. Finally, the sound disappeared, and I opened the door, there was nothing.

I tried to take a break, but I felt a cold touch, my eyes opened, it was her! mother, she is exactly the same as in the photo!

She said: “Why are you poisoning me?”

I want to refute, I did not poison her, she became a grandfather, and said the same thing, I found I cannot refute it.

*year*month*day

I had a dream. I dreamed of mother. She was sitting by my bed. I wanted to touch her to see if she was cold .

I woke up from the dream, she was really sitting next to my bed, I went to touch her, she was like an ice cube!

I wanted to run, but I was held down! It’s father! !

The man who ended his life with a revolver! His hands are cold! But he held me down and didn’t let me escape.

I woke up from the dream and there was nothing.

No, he is still there. I saw Old Guy buried in the mud, sitting by my bed, and I touched him like an ice cube. He said that he was going to drag me to hell.

I woke up from the dream and there was nothing.

Only the pesky dog, it looked at me indifferently, and it said that it would drag me to hell.

I woke up from the dream and there was nothing.

Mother was sitting next to the bed. She asked me what I saw, and I answered. I saw my grandfather and father, they were as cold as a freezer.

I woke up from the dream, there is really nothing this time.

There is only another me, sitting by the bed.

*year*month*day

I woke up and there was nothing.

A stranger was sitting by the bed, he asked me some questions, I answered, I saw some people, they were as cold as a freezer.

I am waiting for the dream to wake up, and sure enough, the dream wakes up.

The disgusting dog sits next to my bed, he has become like me, he said, I need help.

*year*month*day

I dont remember which nursing home I had made an appointment to go to, but I saw my signature, I think Im right, I need help.

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I have reminded, this is a diary of a madman.