Behind the shadows

chapter two: the journal

After I had lunch I came rushing upstairs. I wanted to open the journal, I wanted to know what was inside. Something told me it was important to read this journal. Sometimes while I was eating I heard it call my name or maybe I imagined that part. Who knows? I opened the journal and it was filled with dust which im allergic so it kinda triggered my allergies.

The journal:

Summer 1989

I don't trust this place. Somebody is watching, I can feel it, I hear their distant voices chuckling, I feel them breathing in my neck, they are distant but they are close at the same time, they don't feel human or are they? I need to get out of here but they will follow me anyway. If your reading this leave Surveill before its to late and if you don"t be carefull with what you do or touch your n grave danger just for reading this. This town is anything but ordinary.

I took the journal put it in the trunk and closed it as fast as I cloud. Was that for real? Who wrote that? Is he alive. Something told me its a he. The something was not my imagination, it sounded like a real voice. I voice only I cloud hear. Maybe it is true. Maybe its the distant voices the journal was talking about.