#flashpoint archive

We start with a journal entry from Henry.

Dec. 19

It's almost been a year since I last saw you. It's different not having you around here... You allways [sic] loved Christmas. It gave you and I lots of hope in our hearts every year ... together. There's just a few more days left... I'm not sure what I will do but I will come see you ... The weather looks like it's getting pretty bas. But hey it's getting late, I'll write more tomorrow....

Love you and miss you,

Henry

And then we get some narration.

Henry then leaves his lamp on while falling asleep in his bed giving thoughts to memories of his mother. The nightmares get worse over night. But as soon as Henry wakes up in the morning, he then looks around the room and has a feeling as though something is wrong....

We wake up to the sound of someone or something knocking on the door.

It's snowing outside.

We proceed into the living room. All seems normal so far.

To our right, we find a locked room, our mother's old room. Henry: This is her room... I haven't been in her room ever since the day she passed away...

Henry: Strange... I don't even remember locking this door. I must of put the key somewhere...but where?

We are startled to hear the knocking again. Henry: ... ?!... What was that? ...

We decide to read the book that we found on the coffee table.

The English text on the first page is as follows:

Upon the heavens of the world, there rests darkness that lays deeps [sic] in the pits of restless souls. Leading paths of good or evil stand in every corner waitng [sic]. Gods of the depths of hell await their come by thy one gift that shall be enternal [sic] - the soul. Resting and waiting for their days do awaken. The day when all will be free, the doors shall open to thy slef [sic] and release and fate which no other has even receved [sic] before.

The section on the second page, which is in the Wingdings alphabet, is translated to English here.

❄︎♒︎♋︎🕯︎●︎●︎ ⬧︎♒︎♋︎●︎●︎

♑︎♓︎❖︎♏︎📬︎ ⬧︎♒︎♋︎●︎●︎

❒︎♏︎♍︎♓︎♏︎❖︎♏︎📬︎

☝︎□︎□︎♎︎ ♑︎♓︎❖︎♏︎■︎

⧫︎♒︎♏︎■︎ ♓︎⬧︎

❒︎♏︎♍︎♓︎♏︎❖︎♏︎♎︎

☜︎❖︎♓︎●︎ ♓︎⬧︎ ♑︎♓︎❖︎♏︎■︎

♌︎◆︎⧫︎ ♓︎⬧︎

◻︎◆︎■︎♓︎⬧︎♏︎♎︎📬︎

Tha'll shall

give. shall

recieve [sic].

good given

then is

recieved [sic]

evil is given

but is

punised [sic].

The final section on the second page, which is in English, is as follows:

The ones who shall obey this rule and will live thier [sic] way eternaly [sic] for all time.

The next page features a single word in the Wingdings alphabet, which is translated here.

♒︎♋︎⧫︎♏︎

hate

The page is also marked with symbols. We get a fingerprint, followed by a slash mark, followed by another fingerprint, and followed by one final fingerprint.

The next page features another single word in the Wingdings alphabet, which is translated here.

◻︎♋︎♓︎■︎

pain

The next page features another single word in the Wingdings alphabet, which is translated here.

♒︎◆︎❒︎⧫︎

hurt

The next page features another single word in the Wingdings alphabet, which is translated here.

♍︎❒︎⍓︎

cry

The next page features another single word in the Wingdings alphabet, which is translated here.

●︎□︎■︎♏︎●︎⍓︎

lonely

The final page features more Wingdings, which are translated here.

⧫︎♒︎♏︎ ⬧︎□︎◆︎●︎ □︎♐︎ ♐︎♋︎⧫︎♏︎

the

soul

of

fate

Since someone was knocking earlier, we go to the front door and look outside. Nobody is there.

We go to the kitchen.

We observe the clock in the kitchen, as well as the words written upon it.

Henry: The clock has stopped at 7:00

Henry: "At Every Hour A Soul Is Lost"

Henry: I don't remember this on it...

The kitchen cabinet is locked.

We turn to face the living room, and we see the TV remote sitting on the divider between the kitchen and the living room.

Henry: Hm. Guess the cable is out. Must be the power.

Henry: I don't feel like watching tv right now anyways.

We turn to face two doors. One leads to the bathroom, while the other leads to the basement.

We remember that the door to the basement is jammed, and we contemplate breaking it open.

Henry: The downstairs door has been jammed for a while.

Henry: I'v [sic] never really needed to go down there though..

Henry: The knob wont [sic] budge or move at all.

Henry: Mabe [sic] there's something around here that I can use to take off the knob.