There's a new guy in the place.
Again, the photo deleted itself before I could upload it.
It was slender.
No clothes, though it didn't have any private parts.
Its face, a clock.
Even the demon who haunts me is wary of it.
I named him Jared, by the way.
I call it the new thing the Clock Face.
It makes a gurgling noise at 7:00 and again at 20:00.
I don't know why, but I think it's trying to tell me to wake up and sleep at those times.
It grows violent if I don't listen to it.
Jared and I learned that the hard way.
Yes, even Jared has to comply.
I don't know why.
I'm actually getting used to this place.
I moved here, after all.
It's been a whole week and I've been able to deal with Jared.
A/N
The Narrator will update me and you guys next week. Apparently, that was the only thing that happened.
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RandomHelp. I don't know where I am. Those were the words of our Narrator, who contacted me with an email, asking for me to document his experience in this story. I don't know why he has done this or even why he asked me, but I'm willing to oblige.
