Rain is Nice.

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Not really, He told strange tales of when he was in World War II. One time he was on a scouting mission his whole team was wiped out by something, He barely got out alive. He never said what it was except that he will never go into any forest ever again. Hey! The ticking sound has dulled down! And the timer on my arm is gone, Weird.

He died due to him not getting his heart meds in time.

No! The only thing that I can think of doing is working as the lawyer for a man who committed homicide.

No? I knew of one but he's dead, my grandpa died a while ago.

No. There's no windows or doors, I tried the basement but the entrance was walled off. I tried breaking down one of the walls but nothing I did would work, there's not even a single scratch.

Some Thing. I have no idea what it is, But it is not human. That I'm certain of. I have no idea what I did to gain the attention of that thing. All I know is I got a letter in the mail, At First I thought it was just spam but then I saw that it was.....odd. It was weathered, water damaged, and it was sealed with blue wax, I opened it and it said I was selected for being a subject. A day later I woke and my room turned and shifted into some Twisted version of it before my eyes. Everything looks like it's underwater and there's this unbearable ticking sound that never stops, my whole house is like this. At least the house has food and running water, and it never seems to run out.

Not Good, I finally got my Tumblr Acc back but that's one of the only good things about today.