Dear Diary,

I'm scared. I don't like this. Nny said we need to leave, to be safe, but from what? We're in an abandoned building right now and it's raining. I'm using the moonlight to write this. Nny's writing, too. I wonder what he's writing about.-Squee

Dear Die-ary,

I shouldn't have done this. The cops are after us and we've got nowhere to go. I can't tell Squee what's happening. I don't want him to be scared. He's like a little brother. Poor little Squee…