He was about to throw a box out when his fingertips grazed something soft and smooth. He pulled out a thin book. There was a latch-he tried to open it, but instinctively knew that it would be locked. It was Katherine's diary. Katherine sat alone in her hospital bed as he entered. They knew the future could not be stopped as he left her alone. She would be up all night, reading her diary and reliving her prior days. She took the small key from her key chain, put it in the lock and slowly opened the latch. As she heard an ominous click, she knew there was no turning back.