A Letter of Warning
To those young souls that wish explore the contents of this journal,
Writing this letter has proven rather difficult in my current state of mind. I cannot recall the last time I slept a good night's sleep without being pulled into that world each and every single night. I often hallucinate, seeing these peculiar......... I rather not talk about such a thing. It brings up memories that are rather.....frightfu and terrible. Nevertheless, I have been able to compose myself long enough during those past nights to write in this journal so as to document my research into the dephs of a certain place that is beyond our basic human understanding. However, I must warn you, once you have begun this journey you cannot turn back. Have faith in me for I have tried countless times to return to that once peaceful life of mine, but to no avail. You still have time, though, before continuing into this piece of literature born from the darkness that has consumed me over these past thirty years on research.
Please, I am begging you not to continue on with this miserable and woefull book that has caused many unfortunate accidents in my life and others involved in this work. I have lost my friends, family and my entire being from these things that I have recorded and the creatures that continue to chase me down from one side of the Thames to the other. I cry myself to sleep every night but never actually sleeping. Damn, I think I hear them. They are mocking my attempts to emancipate myself from this terror. They constantly provoke me. Apparently, I am free from this torture whenever I sleep, yet, I am unsure if I should continue sleeping when I compare there torture to the wild things I see and do in this world in my mind. I-I just........nevermind. It is too bothersome to describe what I have seen in this world as well as being short on time. They have started to act again. I must leave this hotel as quickly as possible before they do something incredibly awful such as-
To those who wish to ignore all of my warnings and continued to proceed,
First, I would like to apologize for the untimely interruption from the last letter. I am terribly terribly sorry for bringing such hateful beings into this world. I was naive and a hot headed researcher looking to make his name be famous. For a means of repentance I will try my best to document these things and how to hold them off. The task of stopping them is not present at this point, however, I am asking you to take charge of ending this research. I have left the entirety of my research in a secret chamber in my basement that those things have yet to discover. I also ask of you to document anything you have personally seen in case you were unsuccesful in your attempts and are probably have died from a strange event. Anyhow, please remember to tread carefully, disown yourself from anyone you love and steel your mind and keep that kindered fire of life alive within you. I wish I could have done more to help but my final hour draws near. I am far to weary to continue on........... It appears they are celebrating at my coming demise, horrendous bastards! With the last of my strenght I implore you, please, right the things I have done and forgive my sins. Only God can save me from this terrible life.
Yours truly,
Dr. Joseph Struntinham
July 26, 1905
