Elena

Yeah, she used my house.

Why not?

Shot.

Yeah.

And wrapped up.

Now from this point forward, Lizzie became increasingly difficult to deal with at the jail.

Under the best of circumstances, when she had visitors or anyone tried to talk to her, she, quote, talked in a rambling, incoherent way and avoided looking at anyone in the face.

During this time, she frequently reported seeing, quote, a large woman with a big mouth who was trying to harm her.

It me.

I said, girl.

Oh, Lord.

That's...

that's i'm picturing all seriousness that's sad and also i'm picturing that hallucination that's fucking that's horrifying a large woman with a big mouth so under the worst circumstances she was completely unruly and a danger to herself and in the days leading up to her court appearance she refused to eat tried to strangle the sheriff's wife who delivered her food

Why the fuck is the sheriff's wife out here in these streets?

Why is she apparently delivering food?

Do it yourself, sheriff.

She tried to set her bedclothes on fire.

She loves fire.

She repeatedly tried to cut her arms and face anytime she was given an implement that was remotely sharp.

Stop giving her sharp implements.