Marble Hornets. It was a story that existed in Tucscaloosa and stayed there. Or so, we thought. Little did we know that there were many others, many other people were experiencing the same thing. And worse. Little did we know about all these other p...
My name is Timothy Wright, and I'm writing this to tell whoever found this journal that I've seen more happen. I don't know how much help I can give, but I'm going to investigate something. I was scrolling through YouTube and I found something, a channel called EveryManHybrid. As of today, it seems that they are living alright. Vinny, Evan, and Jeff I mean. They seem to be ok, but honest to god I'm not sure. The more I looked, the more I found. The more I witnessed, the more I realized they experienced something like the back of a silver quarter compared to what we did. Evan, or habit, acted very similarly to Alex but more open to his identity, and more violent. I don't know everything that happened with either of them, but I feel like there's a huge connection. But one thing bugs me at that, why was Alex killing with no purpose and still being seemingly conscious of his own identity? And why wasn't he trying to fight, that thing, like the Habit was? I don't get it. I don't get it at all.
Currently, I'm planning on going there in about two days, to New Jersey. I'm planning on flying out there. I'm currently in Southern Alabama. I've gotten a job, I'm easing off my meds, I've gotten a therapist (but they haven't been able to help me much), my memory is back to normal, and I'm living alright. I even met a girl, Mackenzie. She's sweet, brown hair and gorgeous green eyes. I was planning on asking her out. Mack, my nickname for her, works at a local tech store. She's tall too and wears these platform buckle boots and cross earrings. She also has very leftist beliefs, which I love, but all of that is besides the point. I'm ranting. The point is that I'm probably gonna have to leave her behind until I return, which I hopefully will. I'm planning on staying there for a month and I'm telling my work it's for medical reasons, "treatment of my seizures". I even have counterfeit documents (Mack helped me with) in case I need them for my temporary leave.
She's worried for me, and doesn't know why I'm leaving. I told her it's for family business with my dad, he's gotten himself into some trouble. Problem is that I don't have a dad, that bastard left before I could even walk.
I'm bringing this journal with me, any sign I get of something I'm gonna write down and document.
If you're reading this, pray that the pages you come across next are ones I'm alive in. Pray for my sake, and the sake of my friends.
If there's a God, let's hope he listens this time. Cause last time, I don't think he even heard a peep.
June 1st, 11:45 am 2020 -Tim Wright
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