Writer: Timothy Dumont Jr.
Co-writer: Crystal Ferguson

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Entry 16: Another intresting photo -Ben-

In another room I found what looked like markings on the wall . . . I remembered them from the Circle of Ghat.

I wonder what they were for?

Entry 15: That was terrifying -Ben-

Sadly, I was only allowed to bring my camera with me and I wasn't allowed to pull up the floorboards of the porch; which made it difficult to judge the truth of the book. I did, how ever, take a picture in the basement; which was brought to my attention.

When I took it I was down in the basement. I had heard a noise near the cabinet and turned real fast. My flashlight didn't shine into the area quick enough and when I finally could see well over there, it was gone. All though, I was lucky that my camera had snapped a picture just before my light could get over there.

So to judge that I'm not seeing things, I won't tell you what I think is in the photo. Instead I'll show you, my readers, the photo; and see if you can see something. If you do, just post it in the comments.

I hope I'm not going crazy. Maybe this book is getting to me.

Entry 14: Something stood out to me -Ben-

After the interview I decided to scour the book for any explanation as to how the severed arm of Carl's friend could affect the spirit in any way. Luckily, a few pages in, the book explained about how spirits are beings of emotional energy. It follows logic that they'd be affected by emotional means instead of the physical.

I guess the arm was of a friend of Carl's which made Carl's connection to the arm very powerful; allowing for him to defend himself with it. That explains why Spirits can go through walls and why they are stuck in a specific area upon their death.

I have yet to find out why two people have jotted down the crazy things in the border of the pages, but I found myself fearing the person who wrote sloppily. All this mention of Dorothy from both types of writing has me curious to find out who they are.

So Alfred has gotten me an opening to go up to the house again. I'm going tonight and I won't be back until late. Hopefully, I'll pick up something with some of my equipment.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Entry 13: The interview -Ben-

As an investigator, I've had to know how to interview a few people to determine their credibility, while getting as much information as I could from them. If the person wasn't credible, then I would discount all of what they had said. How ever, seeing as Carl was the only person who was there, I would have to take what he said as seriously as I could.

First thing I noticed was that Carl was stoned. He walked in to my house and straight to the bathroom. I could tell by his movements that he was filled with conflicting emotions. Sadness from his lost friends and happiness because he got out of there alive. He was very tall and had a tough demeanor, and I wasn't surprised that he got out of there.

We started the interview in the bathroom. Carl was staring into the mirror while I talked.

Me: So, I just wanted you here to answer some questions. I'm taking care of the problems in the area for Alfred and I really appreciate your help.

Carl: That's cool, man. As long as you aren't a reporter. I had to punch one of them in the face when they decided to start talking crap about Rob.

Me: Rob?

Carl: Yeah, he's one of the people that died up there. He told us about the place and wanted to check it out. Of course I'm always ready to have some fun so I went along.

Me: Do you know how Rob found out about the place?

Carl: Nope, all I know is he said that we were gonna see who could stay in there the longest.

Me: I guess you won.

The mixture of emotions was very evident, but he forced a smile.

Carl: I guess so.

Me: So you, Rob and who else went up there?

Carl: Me, Rob, and a few chicks we picked up. We were thinking that maybe we'd have some fun up there.

Me: So you got there. Did you all go inside at once?

Carl: Yeah. The inside was very dark and we could hardly see.

Me: Did you people hear about the others that died there recently?

Carl: Yeah.

Me: And you guys still went in?

Carl: I didn't believe it at the time.

Me: Now?

Carl: Listen. I was holding Rob’s arm in my hand and swinging it at whatever that thing was. His arm. Something in there severed his arm clean off with out any of us seeing it. I'll believe any thing now.

Me: You attacked them back? With your friend’s arm?

Carl: What else was I supposed to do? They had all ready taken the girls and all I wanted to do was get out.

Me: What part of the house were you in?

Carl: The basement. We thought we'd heard something and decided to check it out.

Me: Was there any thing?

Carl seemed to get a little angry at the question. At that point he stormed from the bathroom; knocking over my toothbrushes. He eventually settled in the kitchen where he began to raid my kitchen cabinet.

Me: Well?

Carl: You don’t seem to be the sharpest tool in the shed.

Me: Okay. I admit that was a stupid question. Did you see it?

Carl: When it stopped moving for a fraction of a second I did.

Me: And?

Carl: It was a man. He wore some weird ass clothes and was holding what looked to be a piece of paper. I started freaking out.

Me: Why?

Carl: Aside from the fact that he just dismembered one of my friends?

Me: Ah, right. Sorry again.

Carl: It's okay. I could see right through him.

Me: You mean, "through" him? Like in to his soul?

Carl: No, I mean I could see the wall he was in front of.

Me: That's weird.

Carl: You're telling me. I grabbed the nearest object and began swinging.

Me: That was when you grabbed Rob’s arm?

Carl: Yeah, but I was swinging with my fist and feet as well.

Me: So you fought the attacker away?

Carl: No. The only thing I hit him with was that arm. My fists and feet didn't do any thing. So I just backed away against the wall.

Me: So you were cornered and then what happened?

Carl: I noticed over my shoulder that there was an open window. So I turned and climbed out as fast as I could. I ran all the way back non-stop.

Me: It didn't follow you.

That was the first time during the whole interview that I saw some semblance of fear in his face.

Carl: I hope not.

We ended the interview there and Carl hung out for a little while before he left. He seemed like a nice enough guy and he didn't seem like he was lying. How ever, it was evident in his movements that he'd been smoking today; so I had to be careful believing what he had said.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Entry 12: This is excellent! -Ben-

So I called around and Alfred told me he knew Carl, the guy who survived the murders, and he said that Carl would definitely be willing to meet me tomorrow. This is so great; with this first hand account I can draw a hypothesis about what I'm dealing with.

Alfred owns the land the house is on and wants me to get rid of the issues there, before he loses the opportunity to sell it. Also, the police are investigating Alfred; which is causing some issues where he's standing.

What I find interesting is the change of M.O.; first this being caused measles and then it out-right killing them. Though I am completely curious as to what the book has in store; I'm going to take a break from reading it . . . at least for today. I'm all ready having trouble sleeping as it is.

Entry 11: More deaths? -Ben-

The newspaper revealed that there had been more deaths associated to the house. This time the police aren't revealing many details, but they have said that it was murder. Supposedly the students were seeing who could stay in the house the longest when it happened. There was only one survivor. His name is Carl. Maybe tomorrow I can get a hold of him and figure out what really happened.

First the book, then the break in and now this? What is going on?