Kari's gone. She was whisked away in the wee hours by the police to be rushed into witness protection along with the rest of her family. She rang me at 4:30 in the morning to tell me she was going. Told me not to call her. Didn't tell me her new name or where she'll be, "because you'll just put it on your fucking blog". I'm not sure that her leaving'll help. Daddy's gotten round everything the police have put inbetween him and his prey before. Who's to say he won't do it again? All this means is that she's alone, and away from the people who'll protect her.

Of course, my biggest fear is that, for all I know, she could be dead right now. And I was here, doing nothing.