Regarding what happened on the 5th. I did not do it. That wasn’t me.

Let me explain. Over the past two weeks I have been to hell and back each day before lunch. There has been no floor that can keep me up on the surface, although I wish there was. I would rather not have to plead my case over and over for an audience that simply will not listen but giving in is not an option I am able to take. To give up would mean letting her die. I told her I would never allow that to happen, especially at the hands of the one trying to take her. He is known by many names, El Diablo, The Grimm Reaper, Death, but as of today he is known only as the one who took her from me.

I did not do it. Death did. Push may have turned to shove but in the end it was Death that caused her to fall. Gravity is an agent of the devil and I am determined to fight my case if it kills me. Hopefully in the process to return her to life I can also get rid of her killers. No longer shall gravity keep us down. I shall rise above these allegations and finally bring the truth of the situation to light. I will write more as the trial progresses.

Sincerely,
A broken soul