Macbeth is a mess lately. I've successfully scared him into going to see the witches again which will only cause more death. That may have been a mistake but he knows he betrayed me. He can see it in my lack of face. I feel happy that he is confused but worried about everyone that will probably pay the price. At the banquet, even his own wife was startled at his behavior and thought he was acting irrationally but poor Macbeth was just trying to be honest, something he is not good at. He makes me squirm like a dying deer except I'm already dead and it's all his fault. I hope he gains a conscience and stops murdering people. Deep down, in my phantom body, I know he will continue to kill and murder until there is no possible threat to him and his descendants being the owners of the crown.