Psyops MKUltra Diary

Chapter 2: Secrets in the Air

Diary Entry: November 1st

It’s been a couple of weeks since I last wrote. Things have been... strange. I’ve been trying to ignore the weird stuff that’s happening, but I can’t. It’s like the more I try to act normal, the less normal everything feels.

Today, something happened that I can’t explain. I was in the kitchen, trying to get a snack after school. Mom wasn’t home yet, and Dad was in his office, as usual. I reached up to grab the cereal box from the top shelf, but it was too high for me to reach. I stood on my toes, stretching as far as I could, but it didn’t budge.

I was about to give up when the box suddenly slid off the shelf... and into my hand. I didn’t pull it. I didn’t even touch it. It just moved. Like it wanted to come down.

I dropped it immediately and backed away, staring at it like it might jump at me. For a long minute, I just stood there, breathing hard, trying to figure out if I had imagined it. But I hadn’t.

It was real.

I didn’t tell Dad. I didn’t tell anyone. But I can’t stop thinking about it. It’s like everything around me is starting to change, and I don’t know why. The visitors haven’t come back since last time, but I know they will. I can feel it.

I don’t know if I want them to come back or not.

Diary Entry: November 5th

The visitors came back today. This time, there were three of them. Two men and a woman. I watched them from the top of the stairs again, hiding behind the railing so they wouldn’t see me.

They talked with Dad in the living room for a long time. I couldn’t hear everything, but I caught bits and pieces. The woman kept asking about “the timeline” again, and one of the men kept talking about “progress.”

Dad looked worried. He always looks worried when they come over, but this time, it was worse. His voice was lower, almost like he didn’t want to be heard.

I didn’t move from my spot until the woman said something that made my stomach flip. She said, “It’s almost time.”

Almost time for what? I wanted to run downstairs and demand they tell me, but I didn’t. I stayed frozen, gripping the railing so hard my hands hurt. After they left, Dad didn’t say anything to me. He just went straight back to his office, like nothing had happened.

But something did happen. I don’t know what, but I can feel it. I’m not imagining this. Something is coming, and I don’t think I’m ready for it.

Diary Entry: November 8th

I can’t believe what happened today. I still don’t know if it was real.

It started at school. Everything was normal—well, as normal as things have been lately. I was sitting with Andrew at lunch, and we were talking about the new video game he just got. I wasn’t really paying attention. My mind kept drifting back to the visitors and the weird things happening at home.

Then, out of nowhere, I felt this weird sensation in the back of my head. Like a buzzing, but not a sound. More like... a feeling. I didn’t know what it was, but it made me uneasy. I looked around, but nobody else seemed to notice anything strange.

Except Candace.

She was sitting a few tables away, but when I looked at her, she was staring right back at me. And not just staring—like really looking at me, like she knew something. For a second, I thought she was going to come over and say something, but then she just looked away, like nothing happened.

The buzzing feeling stopped right after that. I don’t know if it was connected, but it felt... off.

After lunch, I tried to talk to her, but I didn’t know what to say. How do you ask someone if they felt something weird in their head without sounding crazy?