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Friday, September 30, 2011


Time passes strangely.

Music can be heard around me.

I hear progressions more complex than anything I'd ever even considered before.

I don't know how much longer this will last, but I want it never to end.

Thursday, September 29, 2011

nightmare panic

I had a vivid dream of being unwanted, of being stuck with my dad's fucking fdsfdsabusefsdgjfhggef. And never being able to get out.

I had a vivid dream that this was all behind a Door.

I had a vivid dream that this Door was coming for me.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Darkness surrounds me

The calendar says it's the 28th. 24 hours ago, it said it was the 27th. This might mean time is progressing normally for me again.

It's still dark outside. It's always dark outside. It's never gonna stop being dark outside.

There were people in the video. I didn't see them when recording. I heard the noises, but that's it.

I'm gonna get some sleep, and then I'm gonna look around the neighborhood.

I hope I can run fast enough.

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Webcam: "Been hearing voices"

I've been hearing voices, so I started recording. What I got was a little surprising.


5% of you want me to go away. I completely agree with you. I'd be better off dead.

You fucking assholes.

Welcome to cockroach country, this is my home now. And all you can think of is telling me to go away.

Maybe we'd all be better off dead.

Maybe I'd be better off, dad.

But where is the garden of Eden?

It's dark, the light is on and it's still dark.

There's a surprising lack of doors in this house. I've looked around, and anywhere I saw a door, I'd blink and it'd just.. be gone. I'm beginning to think I might be legitimately insane.

Whenever I stand in the hallway seen in my video, I can hear much movement all around. If I look down the hall, I can always see figures moving behind a door. Maybe shadows.

Time doesn't move that fast here, and yet it seems to pass quicker than lightning. I feel ageless as the walls rot around me.

I went up the stairs and found myself exhausted before reaching the top. I heard more noises, felt more darkness, and then I retreated down here.

Now I can hear nothing but footsteps and vague scuttering.

The laptop's time reads August 5th, 5:08 AM.

I'm losing track of time, and I feel a new sense of elation.

Monday, September 26, 2011

Webcam: "Update in place"

This laptop has a webcam, but the program for it was buried pretty deep. Found it, now using it.

Overture 5

I walked up to this house. I walked up the stairs, each step feeling surreal and slow.

I knocked on the door, and all life ceased.

Eight blossoms befell my feet, five sunrises pass in the blink of an eye.

I opened the door, and the house was both well-lit and pitch black at the same time. All life ceased and all life continued, it was past and present, it was August 11 2009 and January 16 2010 and August 7 2010 and August 5 2011 and September 26 2011 all at the same time.

Now I'm back again, and babe it's gonna work out fine.

As long as I keep running, babe it's gonna work out fine.

No one runs faster than I eat.

Monday, September 19, 2011


WHat the hell I wentered though the door and dnow Imy head is jst kiling me.

I recognize where I am. If my hunch is correct, I'm going to squeal.


no FIndings.

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Wednesday, September 7, 2011

A comment asked if there was anything of interest on the computer.

After checking, I have found a folder titled "CAMPER." Will reply with findings.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Am I in purgatory?

I'm getting kinda scared. Not gonna lie.

The computer calendar says I've been gone for at least a week. I was only looking around for about half an hour.

I couldn't find anything of real interest, besides a long corridor with a strange door at the other end of it.

I'm going in. No other leads.