(no date recorded) Dear Diary, I tried to keep track of the days, but lately things haven't been sitting right in my mind. I keep waking up outside, in the forest. Just standing there. The other day I nearly got lost in the woods trying to make my way back. It's still Fall, but lately I take no comfort in the usually tranquil surroundings. I feel I'm being watched. I've felt this way for a while now. My mind hasn't been right, so I took to writing notes. Now I feel I must write in code, in case the thing that watches me will use it against me. My next entry, if there will be another, will most likely be encoded too. Really, this is meaningless and futile, but there is some reassurance, and I'll take comfort wherever I can find it. I can't quite recall what it was I saw that started all of this delusion and paranoia, all I know is it was something so horrific that I have made myself forget. I do not know if it is better to remember and recognize the thing I fear, or to live with the knowledge there is some awful unknown thing just beyond the reaches of my conscious mind. It seeps into my nightmares. [art - me much like fiddlesticks, ive also taken to using ciphers]
