CHAPTER 1 (DIARY ENTRY 1)

It's dark in here, I can't move, I was at the outside, in the dark of a bright night, standing at a cold running river, why am I here, for I remember, I came home, I never got out of the house since, something is whispering to me, "come…" over and over and over, as I look back, the whisper stops, silence, I saw trees, a forest it was too dark, not even the light of moon gets through it, as if it is rejecting the light itself. I felt comfort and discomfort at the same time, my body wants to go in the forest, as if there is something in there, what is it? In my feeling there is something or someone waiting for me there, I have to go deeper, as I start to walk, "remember…" a whisper I heard, I woke up.

It is a dream, a nightmare, dreams they are foggy, gibberish, I shouldn't properly remember it, yet it is vivid, as if a message, a message of the unknown, mysterious, yet it wants me to read it, is it necessary or just my mind playing tricks on me?

This is not a normal dream nor a nightmare, every night of the 26th day of the month, I always have the same dream, like a reminder, yet on a normal day of a normal, nothing special, as soon as I dream, and wake from that illusion, 3:33 of the early morning, before the birds, begins to chirp.

I am Miguel, just a normal young man, I am not telling you this is not a story nor fiction, this is my life, the reality show, this, dreams, I need answer.

One is a coincidence, the second and further never was, these dreams, it is ruining my life, the curiosity for the answer, like a problem not yet resolved, I seek the answer, at the back of my mind, it raises questions, what is it deep in that forest? What is the answer? Why me? After I find the answer, what then?