Hello, my name is Martin. I just recently made it out of High-school, barely and something strange happened after. I started losing sleep and it eventually became a case of insomnia. Whenever I was able to fall asleep, I kept having strange dreams of a man with gouged out eyes, warped mouth, and a pale face slowly saying "sleep will come" his image scared me awake always. It eventually escalated into just not falling asleep, in fear of this man. While I was awake, I always hear a voice, calling out "I AM D-" the will be cut off by a gurgling sound. Everyone who i talk to about this just laughs and think it’s some sort of joke or lie. Two weeks ago when i was walking to my car to go to the grocery store, I heard something. That’s all it was... just something. Just an average noise. What you hear every day. Or so I thought. That’s I what could do. I was frozen, no I was sleeping… where am I. who are you. Why are you. What are you?
Hello, my name is Martin- No… no it’s not its Markus, it’s Mike, its James, its Jason, its Nicholas. I just recently made it out of High-school- No… no, not high school and home a home for us all a home for hope. A home For Ignorance. barely and something strange happened after. I started losing sleep and it eventually became a case of insomnia no… not insomnia, just plain sleep… just my sleep, just my death. Whenever I was able to fall asleep, I kept having strange dreams of a man with gouged out eyes, warped mouth, and a pale face slowly saying "sleep will come" his image scared me awake always no, no it didn’t it welcomed me he loved me I loved him He was my lord. It eventually escalated into just not falling asleep, in fear of this man- no not man, but lord… my lord… Why. While I was awake, I always hear a voice, calling out "I AM D-" the will be cut off by a gurgling sound- not just a sound, the sound of my neck being slit that’s what it was… not just a sound. Everyone who i talk to about this just laughs- no… no they don’t, they die by my hand their necks slit too, blood dripping on the ground me laughing not them and think it’s some sort of joke or lie. But guess what… so do I.