From my dimension to yours...
My suspicions were true. I'm dead.
During my day out with Fleance, I was murdered by murderers that were hired by Macbeth. Fleance managed to escape, and that is the only positive thing I've taken from this situation.
I was thrown from my horse and brutally stabbed. My last recollection was telling Fleance to run as they would get him too. Luckily he got away and is hopefully safe from harm. The Witch's prophecies can still come true!
On another note, my speculations about Macbeth have proven to be true. He is a murderer, AND A LYING EGG. (I call him an egg as this is what I was called before I was killed.)
I will continue to post on my blog in the after life, as no one, not even the King of Scotland, can take that away from me.