"There was just something weird about that house. It had a really strange feeling about it. I really can't explain to you what it was exactly, but you'd go in there and just have this bad feeling, like, in your gut.
I started having these nightmares, and they were so distressing that sometimes I just wouldn't want to open my eyes. I'd woken up, but I didn't want to open my eyes.
There was one particular one, it was quite vivid and recurring. Alice would come down the hall still dripping from the dam and just stand at the foot of our bed, just staring at us. It was quite terrifying, as I said, I didn't want to open my eyes.
By early February, my nightmares were getting so bad that I began to go for walks at night, sometimes for hours at a time, just so that I didn't have to go to bed at night and close my eyes and go to sleep. Sometimes I would actually go into people's houses. I didn't feel like I was doing anything wrong. I guess I really just wanted to be inside someone else's life for a while."