A ranger’s diary — log 3

Day 6 (morning)

I got all my gears. I have everything checked. I'm going out, hopefully shit doesn't fuck me over. Anyways, I think I'll eat something when I'm back

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Day 6 (afternoon)

Holy shit, there seems to be something wrong. A wolf just fucking die. A corpse similar like the deer's corpse was found. I quickly checked the deer's corpse location but there's nothing there except for a bloody smell. Some drag signs were seen heading further into the forest but I'm too much of a coward to follow. Ugh, the image of that wolf is still sticking in my mind

I looked out the window just now, a pack of wolves, four maybe six was seen, I don't know. They were standing there watching the cottage. I'm trying to reach the guy again as I write and… it's voicemail again. Motherfucker!

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Day 6 (midnight)

There's something outside, there's definitely something outside. I'm in my bed, thinking if I should hide underneath. Holy shit, what is wrong with this place!

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Day 7 (morning)

I just had a coffee, I checked outside and there's a blood trail going around my house. I'm starting to become numb to this and it's only a week. I'm eating a burrito right now, thinking I should head out as soon as I finish my breakfast. Yeah, I think I should

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Day 7 (evening)

I'm back from recording, for some reason, I can't seem to hear or feel anything in the forest. My footsteps, some leaves falling and the water from a nearby creek was the only thing I could hear the whole time. But, I did hear one sound that wasn't my own. A twig snapping suspiciously close to me. I'm getting suspicious of my job, the hiring guy and this forest

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Day 7 (midnight)

I think I'm developing amnesia. I could hardly sleep and I couldn't sleep because of my anxiety. My gut is telling me that something is watching me from outside. I looked multiple times but all I could see and hear is some owls and darkness

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Day 8 (early morning)

I'm getting ready to go out, my gut is telling me that I should finish quickly today. For some reason, I agreed with my gut and went out

The clouds are starting to condense, I think I should hurry

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Day 8 (midday)

The whole situation turned bad, it started raining when I got back. The cottage is holding fine but I somehow have a feeling of dread and fear. I don't know. But, I did run into some wolves but strangely, they didn't attack me. I even have my gun armed. But, it seemed like they're looking for shelter from the rain so I hurried back

I looked outside for a moment, sipping my coffee when suddenly a roar just resounded from the forest. It sounded human-like for me for some reason. I don't know why. But, I think that's it for today. I'm going to sleep early

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Day 9 (early morning)

I'm sipping coffee. I think I'm slowly addicting to caffeine. Shit, spilled some on my diary. Fuck, now there's a soggy black spot. Damnit, curse my shaking anxiety

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Day 9 (morning)

I'm going out again, out for recording and some relaxation

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Day 9 (afternoon)

Holy donkey crap, I found a smashed boulder. A literal smashed to bits boulder. I don't know why but I could sense that I'm being watched. I don't know why. By now, I think I'm repeating too much. I think I'll whip out my laptop and binge watch some Netflix movies

It started raining, great. I'm covering myself in my blanket and was watching some happy movies, not horror because I'm already living in one

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Day 10 (early morning)

I'm sipping coffee, again. I'm still watching movies and I don't have the energy to go out to record so I think I'll do it at night. Shit, maybe staying up late and watching Twilight was a bad idea. Anyways, I'm going to sleep for some energy, I haven't had a good sleep in a while

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Day 10 (afternoon)

The sun is barely still up. I should make it quick. Hope I don't die

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Day 11 (afternoon)

Fuck, fuck, fuck. I got fucking lost, holy shit, I camped out in a cave I found and stayed the night there. I miss my caffeine. I drank two cups of those when I got back. Holy shit, I went on the right fucking path, what fucking gives?!

I felt strange, the dirt path I went on was the right, but then, out of nowhere, the dirt path disappeared. Like, what the fuck? Luckily, there's no rain or else I would've stayed up. Fuck, I really hate this. Fuck

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Day 12 (early morning)

I reviewed the recording I took. There's definitely something wrong. Some shadowy shit was behind a tree in the distant. I'm looking back and forth at the footage for hours now with my coffee and shit, it was really tall and somewhat bulky. I don't know. It was very blurry because of the camera shifting rapidly. Anyways, I think I'm going to go earlies just so that I don't have to deal with that shit again