''I feel the dread of this horrible place overpowering me; I am in fear - in awful fear - and there is no escape for me; I am encompassed about with terrors that I dare not think of....''
Johnathan Harker
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Dear reader: the experiences you shall find here are not for the faint hearted. I never thought about making them available to the public, not even after my friends did so with theirs. The time during which these events happened has been one of the darkest of my entire life. I re-read and organized the material, but did not allow myself to change it or edit it in any way. I refused once to let anyone but my fellow sufferers see this content, and I would continue to refuse it until the day I die, had danger not knocked on my door ever again.
Alas, it did. I enjoyed fifteen years of peace, love, and friendship. It ended a few hours ago, and with it my silence. I want to keep documenting everything, but I ignore if I shall be able to do it. It is all too painful. I have not felt this fear, this terrible darkness on me in a long time, but when I was younger I did not know what was I facing. Now, I do. Wish me luck, dear reader, and strength for the times to come. May we not fault.
Diana Westenra
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Memento Mori
ParanormalEngland, 1895 Diana Westenra does not fit in the small city that saw her grow up. A self-declared spinster with an unhealthy curiosity, a strong opinion and a library to match, the young woman has failed for years in the only task her family gave h...
