āI was assigned as a security guard at a newly opened shopping mall.
āMake rounds every hour.ā
āIf you notice any movement, turn off your flashlight and under no circumstances turn it back on.ā
āIf you hear a voice calling your name, ignore it.ā
They were more like survival rules than workplace guidelines, but management strongly recommended following them. Several employees had gone missing in this area over the past few months.
None of them kept a log, so the exact causes of their disappearances are unknown.
Iām the last one to volunteer to monitor the building until the organization takes further action which they wonāt.
The longer I stay here, the more clearly I hear a womanās voice calling me into the depths of the abandoned center. Abandoned? Was the center ever abandoned? It seems to have changed its appearance while Iāve been in the safe zone is it really safe?
I donāt know how much time has passedāthe clock stopped before it even reached three in the morning. All I can do is wait for dawn. Itās safer here in the morning, and the day shift guard will relieve me right away.
Judging by the sound, water is dripping from somewhere. I wonder where itās coming from? Is it raining outside? Could the roof be leaking somewhere?
I can hear rustling outside. Itās luring me out. I feel like Iām going crazy. Iām supposed to be all alone here, but I know for sure that someone else is lurking nearby. I was warned about this.
Could they have lied to me?⦠No, thereās definitely someone here. Iām definitely not crazy!!!
A screech, as if something were scratching at the door with claws. An annoying soundācovering my ears with my hands doesnāt help; itās as if itās inside my head. I want to smash my skullā¦
There are only a few hours left. I donāt know how many. Iāve made three rounds and donāt know when to start the fourth. The uncertainty is turning into despair. Iām trapped here. The only way to escape is to head straight for the front door as soon as I leave the āsecurity room.ā But I know itās here. I can hear it breathing behind the door. Itās waiting for me.
Itās tugging on the handle.
Itās gone. Quiet. Very quiet. Morning?
I think I saw a ray of sunlight on one of the cameras. Itās time to go toā¦Ā»
/the diary entry cuts off/