The Hemlock V
The following are journal entries..
The following are journal entries:
August 7th, 2018:
I haven't heard from my parents in 23 months.. Now, I know Calfrey doesn't have a post office but 23 months? No, it doesn't make sense...
I'm about to finish my second year in LSU and I've been a little worried.. That's why I'm on a train en route to Muskington. Which is the closest place to Home that a train will take me. About a 2 1/2 hour drive from there to the logging roads outside of my hometown.
I don't have a car or anything so I guess I'll have to hail a cab and see how far it will take me and then walk from there. The way I figure it, I'll have about a days walk ahead of me to reach the outskirts of the mazed roads around town. And then I'll camp out, hike my way into town by the next night and then sleep at the VFW, it's shut down so as long as it's still standing (which I'm sure it is.) I should have no problem working my way inside and catching a few more hours of sleep before I head up the mountain toward our cabin.
I just hope nothing..crazy has happened. I mean, knowing my dad and mom they are most likely going on with their day to day. Probably assuming I'm living it up in college with me under-grad roommates. I'm probably way over reacting.
But still I wonder....
----update.
So the cab driver was pretty easy going, I explained my situation to him and he took me all the way to the logging roads. So with the time that's been saved I can walk the sun into setting and by tomorrow around noon be in Calfrey. Things seem to be looking up.
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August 8th, 2018
I've walked this road about 700 times. I've never gotten lost, it's my hometown. But I feel like I took a wrong turn somewhere. I mean, I grew up in the forest so I just be okay on a road but I'm not sure....
There isn't really any homes out here so I can't ask directions. There's just a field of weeds to my left. I know I've passed this same place at least three times.
I know this because there's an old dry-rot looking scarecrow out by the wood line. You can't miss it. It's fucking creepy.
----Update
Okay so I'm definitely lost, but the key is not to panic. The sun is gone and I have water and an MRE that I bought at the Walmart in Muskington. So I just need to cover up with my coat and sleep this night off. I'll tackle it fresh in the morning.
(Note to self) remember to bring ear plugs on the next trip. The trees creep creaking in the distance but there isn't any wind.. Its freaking me out.
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August 9th, 2018
There was a fucking man standing above me when I woke up! He didn't have a face I swear to god! I jumped up and his skull split open like a giant walnut and he fucking wailed out of it!
I just ran as fast as I could in the opposite direction. I left my coat, water and food. If I don't figure this out by tomorrow, I'm fucked. I need to do some walking here and put distance between me and that fucking...thing!
----update
That fucking scarecrow...I swear every time I pass this field.. It's closer... I swear it...
Was It by the road the last time...?
Yeah.. It must've been..
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August 10th, 2018
If anyone is reading this, please! Come find me, I headed south from the crossroad where I'm leaving this page from my journal. I'll try to leave more as I go. Please, I found water but I need food.
The scarecrow in the field wasn't a scarecrow, I think it's a man and I think there's more than one. They keep fucking with me and when I passed the field last night, the thing jumped the fence and started chasing me.. Every so often I'll see him a few yards behind me emerge from the woodline and I'll have to run again.
I. need. help.
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August 11th 2018
HELP ME FUCK
THEYRE KEEPING ME IN A BOX
IM GOING TO DIE PLEASE HELP ME PLEASE FUCKING
----update
I can hear chanting.. They're talking about someone called Albumal, I'm going to try and peer out of this hole
Oh my fucking god it's the thing from the Hemlock!
please, if you find this journal come find me!
I think I can pry this hole open and knock a board loose. I'm going to make a run for it. I'm leaving the journal in the woodline.
PLEASE COME FIND ME
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August 12th, 2018
Appeasing Our Lord Albumal.
1. The hunt: select the seed of two servants of Albumal.
2. Impose fear into the seed.
3. Dismember the body while the heart still beats.
4. Filet the flesh from the separated limbs in front of the seed's eyes.
5. Feed the bones to Our Lord.
6. Bow to Albumal as he devours the innards and soul.
7. Burn the remains in a wicker box, on the lands of those who share the bloodline of the sacrificial flesh