The best bit about being dead, apart from being able to eat constantly and not gaining a single ounce, is the ability to play with Cassie's mind. Ya know, have a bit of a sneaky spirit shag and such, and there's NOTHING she can do to stop me. She's not so keen on it but I don't care. I'm the dead dyke, and I've got to have some fun.

That fallen angel, Azazeal's been sniffing around. He told her that it was no accident that she found the canari - but what does that mean? Maybe it's better if she doesn't know. Then again, he is a man and they never make any sense. She skipped media class and I found her having a cozy coffee with Troy. She later accused me of spying, which is of course what I was doing, but spying is such a dirty word. She asked me not to do it again but then I found a condom in her wash bag...

I was trying to find out just when she was planning on using the condom, when out of nowhere a young girl in Victorian dress appeared before us. She approached Cassie with outstretched hands which revealed bloody fingertips. Then she grabbed Cassie's throat to try and strangle her, but we managed to escape. One minute we're having a nice conversation, the next thing freak girl appears. Talk about a manicure. Maybe she was possessed. I've always been suspicious of little girls in white dresses.

I've decided that we need to find out what is going on. I know I'm not the one to do it, Cassie has to. So I made her put her hands on the canari. When I asked her what she saw, she said she saw a girl with blonde hair hanging dead from a tree. I wonder what weird angel bloke means by 'history has a habit of repeating itself?' Cassie was more interested in gazing at Troy watching football than thinking about that. Don't know why she bothers. Men are all arrogant pigs. Women run the world, men just shit in it. She never came to watch me play netball. Hmmm!

I went to the dining room to look at the painting of Rachel again. I was enjoying a delicious bag of crisps when something in an old mirror caught my eye. I went to have a look and found a hidden door. Inside there was the room complete with chair where I was killed. Really spooky. On the door I found scratch marks, like someone was trying to claw their way out of there. The place was covered in cobwebs, the chair I'd been tied to was totally broken. I found an old doll and some child like drawings. I started to pull down the loose paper wall covering and the drawings were everywhere - all around the walls only up to a certain height. It made me wonder if the little girl who attacked Cassie had been locked in there...