6:50 p.m.
I've Been Stuck In This Cellar For A Long Time. I Believe It's Been Four Hours. We Still Have No Awareness Of What Or Who's Out There, But Whatever It Is, It's Not Human. We've Ran Out Of Food Supplies, And Were Forced To Eat The Weakest One. We Decided To Eat Joe. He Was Useless, And Tasted Great With Ketchup. I Just Hope That Whatever's Happening, Ends Soo-......[[ END TRANSMISSION ]]
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Dear Reader, I Imply That You DO NOT Open This Journal. If, By Chance, You Do Open It, You Shall Release A Thousand Years Of Darkness Upon Yourself, And Those You Love and Care About.
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