ENTRY 1 - The noises have shown themself the banging has gotten closer I fear I don't have much time left I've been down here all this time looking for him the overwhelming thought keeps crossing my mind. The noise that has escaped from the dark I think it's him being there has to be others here I am NOT alone the walls are keeping me company and reminding me that am not the only thing down here. The voices are with me

I have left over food water and materials I need to keep writing to stay sane. Today I made a discovery I found his baseball cap covered in the same sludge the noises have. The walls hold this liquid too. I am certain that whatever is following me either killed my dear friend. Or, was once him

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