November 1st
Day 1 - I awoke today in a strange place. I was stirred from my sleep   by a very bizarre dream that I cant quite recall now. When I sat up I realized that I had been asleep on a very shallow stone wall. It is quite peculiar, I cant seem to remember how I got here, nor can I remember anything before that. Once I got my bearings I explored around a little. I discovered that the wall spanned the entire width of this apparent clearing, and that half of the clearing is riddled with hills. The other half is meadow-esque, with a house bordering the woods that surround the entire clearing. The three oddest things I noticed were a; there was a twisted and very old oak about 12 paces from the wall, b; the house was very creepy and dismaying (though I didnt get close enough to note the details), I didnt want to eplore the house because it scares me to the bones, and c; There was only one solitary trail, a very narrow one too, that went off into the woods. The trail was just as creepy as the house and very misty. I didnt even think about starting down the trail. Well it is starting to get dark now and it is hard to see what I am writing. I am not hungry, but I am getting very tired, I think I will sleep for now. I will lie down in the same spot I awoke from, it seems to be the more comfortable spot...so, goodnight for now.

November 1st
Day 2 - I awoke today from another strange dream. This one I remember a little. It was a dream involving that accursed, spooky house. In the dream I had sat up on the wall I sleep on and looked at the house. As I stared at it, I was probably gawking more likely, it started to move towards me. It wasnt just simply moving towards me, the distance between it an me was decreasing. It stopped about 30 feet in front of me. Then the door slammed open and the doorway was dark and empty, except for two eyes that were glowing like fire. That is when I woke up. Unlike yesterday, today I woke feeling famished. I remembered that yesterday, as I was exploring the hill ridden side of the clearing, that there were blackberry bushes stationed around the base of a solitary cherry tree. I got up off the wall and headed off to the spot where I saw the bushes. I ate twice my fill of blackberries and half as many cherries when I realized something that hadnt dawned on me before, I am completely naked! It doesnt bother me though, as a matter of fact, I quite enjoy it. I have no need for clothing. I feel...at nature. Now that I have satiated my appetite, and its starting to get dark again, I am going to call it a day and head off to sleep. I hope to have pleasant dreams tonight.

November 1st
Day 3 - I woke up about the same time today, another strange dream much like the last. Everything was the same except for the eyes. This time I saw them in the window of the central tower. The eyes stared at me for a while and when I took a closer look, one eye blinked out. It was as if the eyes turned into a sadistic wink. Then I woke up. This time when I woke up, I was drenched in sweat and I had an erection. I dont know why, I didnt feel aroused in the slightest, but it was fully erect none the less. I was thinking about checking out the creepy domicile, so I got up and started walking briskly towards it. I got about a stones throw away from it when the hairs on my neck and back stood on end. I stopped, paralyzed with fear that I even came this close. I shut my eyes as tight as I could, then I passed out. I awoke at least 2 hours later, though I cant be sure, my perception of time is rather skewed now. The crazy thing about it is the fact that when I came to I was lying on my spot on the wall. At first I thought that it was another dream, but I am sure that it wasnt. After my little reconnaissance mission that failed completely, which had also left me completely famished, I went back to my cherry tree and started to eat some blackberries. I noticed today that there was a quaintly temperate gale that blew through the clearing. I sat down at the top of the highest hill to enjoy this comforting gust as it whipped through the clearing. I lay down, stomach full of blackberries and cherries, and just absorbed the warmth radiating from the sun. As I was laying there, my thoughts returned to the incident this morning. To the strange glowing eyes that reside in the house, if only in my dreams. I thought about trying it again, but then cast away the thought. Then my thoughts began to take a different direction. I then started thinking about exploring that eerie trail. Then as I started to convince myself to go, the day was starting to turn to night, so I decided to go back to my spot and write down todays experiences. Tomorrow I will plan for my first excursion down the wooded path. But, for tonight, I must get some sleep.

November 1st
Day 4 - I barely slept a wink last night. That house is haunting my dreams. It feels as if someone is constantly watching me from the windows. This place is very strange at night, it makes my skin crawl. I feel so very fatigued from lack of sleep already. I have made up my mind to venture down the path. But, I need to prepare myself properly first, if not physically, then mentally. I need to go get some food to restore my energy. I will continue at my tree.
Now I am feeling a little better, I ate more cherries than ever today. Then I went back to the highest hill, embraced the breeze and took a nice little nap. Even my day dreams were drawn to the house. It chills me to the very core, even in the warm embrace of the sun. I awoke at dusk, sat up and realized something that shot a cold, sharp shiver down my spine. I opened my eyes and saw that damned house! I had awakened on my spot on the wall. Now it is dark, and I am wide awake. The only light out is the moon, which wasnt prominant before. Now I can see what I am writing. The night is even creepier than the dreams. There is a blanket of fog so thick that I cant see the ground, and it is knee high. The sounds from the woods are maddening. Shreiks and grunts. Howling and grumbling. I cant stand it, I am going to try to go to sleep. I would rather face the dream than this horrid place after dusk. I will try the trail for sure tomorrow. I cant stand this place another night. I will leave at dawn...after breakfast of course.

November 1st
Day 5 - Ok, I am at my tree now. I have filled up on cherries, I didnt feel like blackberries today. I also happened upon an apple tree I somehow missed before. It was such a treat to have an apple after so many berries. Last night seemed like an eternity. Every time I closed my eyes, the howling got louder, and the air got colder. I didnt realize how cold it gets at night. Well, I am going to try the trail, and see how far I can get before sunset.
Well I have been walking for hours, seems more like years, and I finally found a place to sit and write. So, before I left the tree, I made sure to grab a couple apples, and I headed off down to the path. When I got close to the dreaded trail, I looked toward the ground to avoid the fear that the trail enstills. I also did such to avoid looking up at that gorgon's gaze of a house. I reluctantly stepped across the threshold of the path and set off with an even, quite speedy pace. I walked like that, head down and stepping quick, for what seemed like 6 days. The trail was misty and (even in broad daylight), quite dark. Then I came upon a small river with a rickety bridge. There was a small clearing where I found this stump to sit on and write. There is also a flattened bed of grass that I can sleep on tonight. I sure am glad I brought a couple apples, thats the only thing that kept me going. Luckily, I found a jackpot of raspberry bushes near the river. But this place is so very eerie. I feel as if I am being watched, in fact I couldnt shake that feeling since I entered the woods. For a while I sat in dreadful silence and scanned the trees relentlessly. I saw shadows, large in comparison to me, and quite swift. Each time I only caught a glimpse, and nothing more. But what alarmed me the most was the sound they made as they passed, like a hiss but with crackles and ticks. Sometimes they made a high pitched squeal as they passed, whatever "they" may be. Well its getting dark fast, I am going to go to sleep again for the night, try to tune these, "things" out.

November 1st
Day 6 - A frightening dream thrust me into conciousness so quick that I forgot everything that happened in that dream except for the house and the eyes. I didnt open my eyes immediately, instead I sat up. I slowly opened my eyes, and my stomach leaped up into my throat. I was staring out across the plain at that wretched house, that damned accursed domicile that haunts me, that mocks me. I was so thouroughly freaked that I sat up and started running towards the trail. I felt the air turn cold, frigid the second I got to the trail, but I didnt yield. I didnt even flinch, I just kept running. I saw the shadows darting around in the same direction that I was running, only much, much faster, and I heard the hissing clicking sounds, and the squeals as they passed. My heart was pounding so hard that it felt like it would burst out of my chest. I became aware of the fact that I had another erection. Why? I dont know...but I didnt like it. I reached the river in a third of the time it took me yesterday, and crossed the bridge without a second thought. The mist was thickening with every step I took. I was breathing so hard my lungs ached. I just kept running for a large amount of time, I have no idea how long. Then, all of a sudden, I passed out.
Close to sunset, maybe an hour after I passed out, I awoke again (with no suprise) on my spot on the wall. I found myself staring at the house with the feeling of pure dread and sour hatred. Why is this happening? What is happening? Why cant I just leave? How did I even get here in the first place? If I wasnt always here, where was I before this? Who am I? Where did I get this leather bound journal? In fact, where did I get this quill pen, and how do I know how to use it? How do I know how to write? Im so confused...

November 1st
Day 7 - Last night I didnt sleep, I just sat and stared, in pure dread, at the house. I could see the eyes staring back at me. I fear I may be losing my mind, if that hasnt already happened. If there is something in that house, what does it want from me? I tried to imagine what could be waiting for me to come in, and I came up short. I just couldnt, no matter how hard I tried, imagine what it could be. When day break came I was able to finally find the courage to look away and get something to eat. I barely made it to my tree when I collapsed from lack of sustanance. Luckily I was in reaching distance of the blackberries. I grabbed handfuls at a time and shoved them mercilessly into my mouth stem and all, I didnt care. Once I had eaten my fill, and my energy was replenished, I wandered slowly back to my wall. I stared at the house and started to think about going in and getting it over with. All I could do was confirm or debunk my fears after all, right? All I know is it is going to take every ounce of strength and conviction I have, to get me as far as the porch. And it's going to take all the effort I have to work up the courage to enter that forsaken abode. Sunset will be approaching very shortly. I am very tired, so I shall retire the night and go to sleep.

November 1st
Day 8 - Well I managed to sleep all night. And this time I remember my dream. For most of the time I was sitting on my spot and just staring at the house. I saw the eyes, first in the doorway, then in the central tower window, then in the western tower window...they would just stare back at me, wink, and blink out. Then they would appear in the next place and do the same. Each time they moved, the fear in my mind increased 10 fold. Then I got completely maddened and decided to go look inside the house. I ran to about a stones throw away and started, slowly, walking up towards the front steps. I got to the porch and began to approach the door. When I finally reached the door, I began to reach for the knob. I nearly had the knob in my hand when the door exploded inwards. I was staring at complete darkness, no eyes, no wink, no creature. But all of a sudden a new wave of fear swept over me. The chill in the air became a bitter cold. Then all at once hundreds of little black tendrils of darkness began to coil around me. Maybe a second later the tendrils yanked me violently into the house. That is when I woke up.
When I sat up, I just kind of stared at the house. I stayed there until my erection subsided then got up and went to my tree. After eating I went back to my hill at sat there trying to convince mydelf to go into the house. Finally I was able to talk my self into it. I would do it at dawn. So I grabbed a couple apples, a handful of cheeries and blackberries, went back to my spot, and began to prepare for bed. Now that I have gotten today's experiences on paper, I must go to sleep and ready myself for tomorrow.

November 1st
Day 9 - Well I woke up just before dawn today and finished up my berries and cherries. If I had a dream last night, I dont remember it now. Its just after dawn now and I am almost done preparing myself. I will continue writing when I reach the porch.
I have reached the porch now, I am so incredibly horrified. I was able to walk halfway to the house before the fear set in. It started to grow slowly as I got closer. The air has a bite to it today. With every step I took toward the house, the air grew colder. I got about ten feet away when I paused. I wanted to turn around and go to my tree, but I didnt. Instead I took a step forward and almost hurled with fear. After that feeling passed I continued. I then reached the steps and forced myself to walk up. It took me quite a while to get up the steps. When I did I walked up to the door then passed it and sat down to share the experience, and eat the two apples I brought with me. I have finally gathered the courage to enter the house. If my fears are correct, then this will be my last entry.
Well...I am inside the house now, I walked into the main room and collapsed with terror, then I lossed conciousness. About 6 minutes later I woke up, not on the wall as I was expecting, but in a very small, very dark room with a strange door. The door is moaning and screaming, its seems to be pulsating. There is a doorway opposite of that door. I went through it, well I ran through it, out of pure fear. The hallway got very dark, so dark it was as if the darkness was actual substance. I could feel it squirming across my skin. Finally I reached the end of the hallway, but when I crossed the threshold I was back in the room I had just woke up in. Well, I am getting very sleepy, sleepier than I can remember ever being. I suppose I will sleep in the corner of this room, as far from that mind tormenting door as possible.

November 1st
Day 10 - I have lost all hope of leaving this house, more so this room. I walked down the hallway again and noticed that there was a fourway intersection. I turned right and went to the end and found myself back where I started. I started running down the hallway trying each direction, each time ending up back here. I know now what I must do. I must go through the door. I dont know what is waiting for me on the other side, but it cant be worse than this horrid room. I will leave the journal behind, for I fear I will no longer be needing it. Here goes everything.

May 3rd
Day 2 - I awoke, yesterday, in this wierd clearing. I dont like it here, I am naked and everything is ominous. I dont know who I am, where I am, or the events that ended me up here. There is a creepy old Victorian style house/mansion that I see even in my dreams. I found this leather bound journal and quill today, I dont know how I missed it yesterday. After all it was right next to the wall I sleep on. I have noted that someone else has written in it, but only ten entries. I havent read them, I am afraid to I suppose, but I thought it would be a good idea to write my experiences as well. I had an experience today that was unlike yesterday. When I woke up, my nipples were very hard and it made me feel uneasy. Right now I am sitting by the only thing in this place that brings me ease, this beautiful cherry tree with all the juiciest fruit I can handle. I am going to sleep under this tree tonight, maybe I can avoid dreaming of that scary house.