Jackie put the diary in her messenger bag. "Yeah and you should leave Dr. Jones. Dr. Corbin always told me something he found out. Sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly. You shouldn't snoop through his things." Jackie said, her trust for him was officially gone. She just wanted him out of this place. She didn't want him here helping her anymore.

"I've been abused by words all my life and worse than words before as well. Yeah it hurts that you think I'm that way. A slut or something, but I'm not." She said, grabbing his arm and pulling him out and locking the door back. "Stay away from here. I don't need your help. You're only helping because you pity me and I really don't want your pity." She said, grabbing her messenger back. Her knuckles were nearly turning white she was that angry and hurt.

Jackie walked away from him, feeling and few tears rolling down her face and she broke out into a sprint. She wasn't going back to the college. She needed to get away. She kept whispering it over and over, "I'm not one...I'm not..." She wiped her eyes. "Maybe I can be next." She muttered, she was going to the church, figuring the police would be gone as well as Dr. Black. She could do her own investigation alone. "I should have known this would happen...you open up to someone and try to trust them...and they hurt you." She whispered, wiping her eyes. "But why are they killing Dr. Corbin and the preacher. Maybe because...they think they know what's happening?" She was talking to herself, her voice shaky. "Why did he have to die. Him of all people." She whispered, looking through the dirt. There had to be footprints. That's somewhere to start.