No Help

I tried to get help, but this thing doesn’t want me to. It wants me to be entirely alone… I’m going to find out what it is, and how to beat it.

I tried to get some help again. I called Officer Robert, but… well, this thing doesn’t seem to want me to get help. I’ve looked online, but I haven’t found anything very helpful. Every experience is too vague, and just not similar enough to me…

I’m alone, but I think it’s okay. I’ll find out how to beat this thing.

I have to.

Death

I listened to Olivia’s last recording, and… it captured her last moments. I’m so scared. It came for her, and got her, and now it’s coming for me. I can’t let it get me… I don’t want to die.

I listened to Olivia’s last recording. Her final moments on this earth. It’s… troubling. And I’m still not clear what exactly happened, but it obviously wasn’t a suicide.

As I’ve been saying all along…

Where do I go from here? It came for her in the end, and it’s coming for me. The only clue I had is long gone, and I have no idea how to protect myself. I don’t want to involve my friends anymore… What if it comes after them? I can’t risk that.

It’s Coming…

I’ve seen it now. Out of the corner of my eye. The thing, whatever it was that was after Olivia. It’s here now.

And I’m next.

I’m so tired, and I can’t seem to control my emotions. One minute I’m terrified, then I’m filled with anger. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, and I don’t know how to stop it.

I’ve seen it now. Out of the corner of my eye. The thing, whatever it was that was after Olivia. It’s here now.

And I’m next.

I’m so tired, and I can’t seem to control my emotions. One minute I’m terrified, then I’m filled with anger. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, and I don’t know how to stop it.

Gone

Olivia’s journal is gone. I don’t know what happened to it, I DIDN’T misplace it. It’s just… not here anymore. And without it, I have no hope of defending myself…

Am I losing my mind? I don’t really know anymore… Is this in my head?

No. It can’t be.

No.

Olivia’s journal is gone. Vanished from its place under a pile of my stuff. I didn’t misplace it. I didn’t touch it.

It’s gone.

And with it go my hopes of defending myself from whatever is following me…

Olivia’s Journal

Olivia’s journal is gone.

I don’t know how. I don’t know why. But it’s not where I left it.

I can’t believe this. I’m losing my fucking mind. I didn’t even look at it! I didn’t get to find out what the FUCK is going on! THIS IS BULLSHIT

I will update when I know more. I think I’m in way over my head now…