As the attorney representing
Adrian’s trust, 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. Are you OK? OPEN THE DOOR! What happened to him? He cut his wrists. Per his final wishes, you’re getting five
million dollars. Contingent of course
on the fine print. You can’t be ruled to be
mentally incompetent. It just doesn’t
make any sense. What?
Adrian wouldn’t kill himself. Listen, you’re getting
your freedom back, OK? Don’t let him haunt you. Hello? I’m scared. You don’t have to be
scared of him anymore. 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 OK? Someone’s sitting in
that chair. I found something that can
prove what I’m experiencing. You need help.
Adrian is dead. I went to his house today. He’s not dead. I have a pile of
ashes in a box that would disagree with you. He has figured out a
way to be invisible. The only thing
more brilliant than inventing something
that makes you invisible is coming up with the
perfect way to torture you, even in death. Adrian’s true genius was
how he got in people’s heads. Don’t come any closer!
HEY! I’m not crazy. Please listen to me! You’re saying the person
trying to kill you is in the room right now, but we can’t see him? He’s listening. Where are you? Where are you? Show
yourself! Come on! Do it! There you are.