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Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Creepy Guest Book
DAY 1 -[Morale] is high -We just arrived house is nice, warm, full of family. Food is good, and beds are nice, a bit rainy and windy but fun all the same. I think I’m [gonna] like it here :) -Devin
DAY 2 -That’s odd, there was no one on the beach today, it seems extra quiet. The construction workers didn’t show up today. We stayed inside today because the sky only cleared twice for us to go outside, the thanksgiving dinner was great, but now we’re almost out of food, haha my mom’s going shopping tomorrow at least. -Devin
DAY 3 This is getting really weird, on her way to the store there was no one around, the store was empty and seemed locked. Where is everyone?
-Please contact
DAY 4 -Things are bad, Dad went scouting and never came back, now we’re down to 1 car and it’s out of gas. Food and [morale] is low, tv and radios are down as well as the internet, oh God, where is everyone? -Devin
DAY 5 -Electricity went out, we’re practically starving. Please, anyone. [Coyotes] have invaded town, and they’re aggressive. Nate went out the other day and didn’t come back, now we only go outside rarely and in pairs. I think this is driving me crazy, I’m not remembering things -Devin
DAY 6 -Oh God, we’re forgetting! everyone slowly, Ned forgot his name and mom forgot she was ever married, what’s happening to us?? Why am I writing these? Nevermind that, we need food badly! I would love to eat some… some… what do I want? I need to lie down. -Div…
DAY 7 -[Where], why? How? We’re dropping like flies. Oscar woke up this morning and didn’t know how to walk. Where’s mom? Where’s Nate? Where, where, where, where, oh God I’m losing it help PLEASE -D
DAY 8 -If [you’re] reading this, it’s too late for me, I barely remember why I am writing these. Send help, I beg you, it’s only me now… Everyone else is gone or lost it. I don’t remember why… Take care… -…
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