"A dreamer lost in the 19th-century soul, trying to translate the silence of the night into words. Inspired by Dostoevsky, fueled by insomnia." "Would you still call me a 'good man' if you could see the cracks in my soul?"

I don't even know what I was expecting when me, Zach, and Simon found ourselves in an abandoned cabin in the middle of the woods. But what we discovered wasn't just trouble: it was an old diary. A diary belonging to Juliette Hart, the town's only librarian. Now I have to return it, because it's hers. I know I shouldn't have looked inside. Her diary wasn't meant to fall into my hands; it was personal. But I couldn't help myself. And why was it here of all places? The more I read, the more I felt drawn in. Until I found things that didn't add up. Things that didn't feel right. And now, this diary scares me more than anything. What exactly happened that night in July 1999? - New chapter every Saturday!