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Point - Dream

Meet the Devil

Meet the Devil (feat. Minute Taker)

I've decided to keep a journal using a notepad and pen I found in a motel room this morning. I need to document and track anything that may lead me to the discovery of who I am. I will post all my journal entries here, documenting my discoveries and noting any information that may be of use in helping me find out my true identity. In time maybe whoever is reading these can help me piece this information together. Below is my first entry.

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After Dark

I’ve just pulled over, I need to write this down. I keep getting these flashbacks, right now they are not making any sense. I’ve realised that driving somehow is helping my brain to recoup what little is left of the memories I have. As it stands, any information I can remember is extremely valuable and so I’ve written details of these flashbacks in the following entry. I also found something in a pocket on the inside of my jacket. I’m not sure what to make of all this. #EntryTwo  #Flashbacks

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Flashbacks

I spent several days searching for the gas station I kept seeing in my head, today I found it. It looks abandoned with an ‘area closed’ sign nailed to the door. The pumps seem to be turned off, it’s clear there’s no one around. I pulled over to inspect the surrounding area, as soon as I stepped foot onto that area I knew i’d been there before. Feelings of confusion and helplessness sunk their way into my chest, this is when the visions started again. This time I saw things in much more detail as I closed my eyes and tried to focus on what my mind was trying to tell me. In that moment I remembered things, details that have shed new light on how the hell I ended up in this mess. I remembered at some point in my past standing at this gas station as I was approached from behind and hit hard on the back of my head. I fell to the ground, and with blurred vision I made out the silhouettes of four men shortly before they began attacking me. I remember blood dripping from my nose and mouth as I tried to mutter the word “stop” repeatedly, but they didn’t care, they didn’t show a single ounce of remorse. I recalled the fact that before I was hit to the ground I heard a man shout “Rico, That's the guy!”. Rico? Who the hell is Rico? Is he a criminal? A gang leader?
Soon after recalling these details I began seeing skewed images, symbols of something I have never seen before. Along side these symbols were a bunch of letters that as far as I can make out mean nothing significant yet. The letters are ‘KRQETAE’, I have drawn the symbols and have placed them in my journal. If you have time, take a look, I could be missing something.

Either way It’s time for me to head to the city in the distance. Maybe I can find out more about this Rico guy there. Whether he’s a big time criminal or a small time gang banger, chances are I won’t be the only person interested this guy.

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Blurred Vision

I think I’ve just received a message, inside my helmet... 

I’m roughly three miles out from the city, up until now my helmet has continued to play up, neon lights flickering on and off along with a constant beeping sound. Like most people, I hoped hitting it would get it to stop, which actually worked. The beeping has stopped and I’ve just heard what sounds like an audio message, a distorted voice. In particular there are two words at the end of the message which i'm having trouble making any sense of due to some kind of interference. 
What’s crazy is that as soon as the message started playing, the visor in my helmet ‘turned on’ and now I have a heads up display showing me some sort of cipher. 
To those of you reading this, it’s time I asked for your help. I need to know what the two words are in the audio message as well as what this cipher translates to. If you think you’re on to something let me know, once we solve this I’ll update the journal entry. There’s a countdown timer ticking down from five minutes on my dashboard, it beeps with every second that passes. A GPS is also being displayed on my dashboard that I’ve never seen before. It’s appeared with a pre-set destination that is 3.5 miles away in the center of the city. 

My guess is I’m being led by someone to a specific area inside of the city, could it be someone that knew me from before my memory loss? Maybe it’s Rico trying to lure me in for round two? If so I’ll know what to expect, this time him and his men won’t get off so lightly. Either way, it looks I’ve got to reach the destination on this GPS before the timer expires, and with 00:02:58 left on the clock, this is a race against time. #EntryThree #ARaceAgainstTime

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A Race Against Time

I’ve been stood here for a while, expecting someone to show up, so far nothing. If someone is coming to meet me, how would I know if I saw them? I can’t even remember my own name, so the chance of me remembering someone elses face is not likely. 

Why am I here? Back when I visited the closed down gas station in Entry Three I remember my eyes being drawn to a building in the distance, a skyscraper in the heart of the city that towered over all its surrounding buildings. After receiving a message in my helmet and travelling to where I was told to go I am now stood directly in front of that same building. The more I pay attention to its shape and structure the more it’s faint neon glow pulls me in. 

For the first time since I woke up in the motel I’m feeling a connection, a familiarity with something for reasons I am not sure of, and as strange as this feels to write I am certain of one thing, I have arrived at the place I once knew. 

At this point I have nothing to go on but my instincts, and right now my instincts are telling me to head to this building infront of me.

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