Well, I'm back. It's me. The real Jean. The catatonic one is a Phoenix Force made clone, and when she was defeated, I rose. It's all very foggy, but the Cuckoos assure me that everything'll be okay. A lot of tension seems to be in the house. I can feel it pressing against my mind. It's enough to drive someone crazy. There also seems to be clones or alternate versions or stunt doubles. Some mess like that, running around the mansion. It is upsetting, to say the least. But I assume Charles will handle this. As for now, I've locked myself in my bedroom, attempting to center myself.