The Brethren are not going to silence me. This is my story, and it will be told. They won’t be allowed to cover up what happened on Graduation Day. I know what I saw.
The lights just went out. I'm keeping notes for myself to try and hold onto what's left of my sanity. I hear banging, crashing, pandemonium. I'm currently hiding in a dressing room on the stage where we were just minutes ago being handed our diplomas. I knew something was going to happen. I can barely breathe.
We have dispensed an experimental batch of Widow Silk into the air. To the residents of Forest Prairie, Texas, do not fear. Just breathe in deep, and you will come to see things our way soon enough. This is our message to you, Donnie. W-304 is being developed in collaboration with none other than the great Jennie Coüffàn, your loving mother.