To Whoever is Reading This;
Close your blinds. Shut the door. Lock it. There are things outside. Things that want you. They will find you. They will capture you and bind you forever. Lock every window and every door. Do not look outside. They will see you looking and will come to see you too. They are, even now, creeping in closer...and closer...and closer. Soon you will be able to smell them. Hear them. Feel them. Can you feel them now? Can you feel the tightness in your stomach or the beating of your heart. Enjoy it while you can. It will be gone not too long from now, and it is then that you will feel true pain. Do not let them find you. You must hide. You must survive. Call someone. You need help. You cannot make it alone. I am warning you. Do you not believe me? Do you think this is just a joke? It is your life, my friend, and I will be sure to attend your funeral. Good luck getting out of this one alive. I know that you cannot.
Goodbye.