As I make every attempt to comfort Miss Winters, I have Doctor Hoffman nipping at my heels with her searing, “green-eyed” gaze.  I need her undistracted.  Josette will be mine in Miss Winters’ form, and this time it will be by her own will.

Doctor Hoffman’s jealousy is most irritating.  It stands in the way of all progress, and I suspect that she may be slowing the conversion simply to delay my efforts.  I have realized that I am no longer a gentle person.  I suspect that Doctor Hoffman never was, yet she has no idea.

Once again, I may simply have to kill her.  Or not.  That ambiguity tires me.


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