ACT I His name is Jeff Bergeson. No, I won't tell you who I am, but you can call me Ian Moone. If it were up to me, I wouldn't be writing this. But I know that I must. Jeff was one of my close friends. We had been friends for eight years. I thought I knew him pretty well, but the last few days, he had been acting very peculiar. I'm pretty sure that we had been friends long enough to know that. When he came to work on Monday is when I noticed his peculiar behavior. He was jittery. Not like energy..