Alice Cullen - poker face.

"dear Alice.
i don't know why i say alice anymore, i think now i write these emails to myself, to secure me that te were real, that te all were , that he was.
There is evidence that te were here. and was my best friend. But sometimes i dont know wheither i was dreaming o not, But i stop that thought to think again, if it was a dream and te diddnt exist,then how did i know your name, o did i make te up, along with every one else. Maybe i'm going crazy, from without te i dont know. But i want to find out. Do te think a crazy person can be the one to digiosed themselves?? Lets hope for...

These last few hours had been the worst of my life. Nothing was normal, and it wouldn’t be until this was sorted out.
Alice’s vision had horrified all of us. She had seen thousands of clips of me sitting in a dark room, screaming and withering in pain, and then she had seen me dead and tortured. She had also seen me in hospital, and in Jacobs’s arms. The meanings of this had been discussed over and over in the following hours but we had only come to one conclusion, it was Nahul who would put me in this situation.
Everyone was on full guard, all except Alice and Edward who sat on the sofa...