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Start of recording: 10/20/46 11:46 PM

"I guess I should introduce myself and explain why I am recording this. My name is Tsuki Ryu, I know my parents really did name me moon dragon but that is beside the point, and I'm 19 years old. I happen to be a freshman in one of the local collages here. My life was never very exciting. Thinking back, I think the most exciting event in my life was when I graduated from high school.

So yeah, I'm practically just you average person. I don't even think I'm all that pretty either with my dirt brown hair and dull grey eyes. But enough about myself you came to hear about why I am currently running, not about my personal life. It all began three days ago when my friends and I heard about a supposedly haunted house. Being the idiots that we were, we decided to go check it out. I wish we never had.

When we arrived, the house looked as though it was about to fall apart. The walls were crooked, the windows were broken, and the roof was partially collapsed on the rear left side. Over all it looked like your stereotypical haunted house out of some low budget horror flick. We then decided to explore the house. I regret ever stepping foot into this cursed house.

We spent hours upon hours exploring the house. Just as we were getting ready to leave we noticed that the house no longer looked as though it was in ruins. No the house now looked brand new, as though it had just been built. We were getting a feeling as though something or someone was watching us so we decided to leave. But we found we couldn't. Every exit we tried was locked and anytime we tried to break our way out a mysterious force would stop our attempt before it could finish.

By the time we had checked all of the exits, we were exhausted. One by one each of us were claimed by sleep until the youngest among us, Katy, began screaming. All of us jolted awake, but it was to to late to do anything to save her. The screams had stopped as soon as we awoke, and the sight that greeted us was enough to make even the strongest stomach sick.

Her head was twisted at an odd, while her stomach was wide open, all of her organs removed and placed around her like some sort of sick garnish, but worst of all was not her appearance at all. The worst part, was the writing on the wall behind her, written in her own blood. The message said, 'SHE WAS JUST AN EXAMPLE OF WHAT I CAN DO, I WILL GIVE YOU 24 HOURS TO TRY AND EXCAPE THIS PLACE. BE WARNED THOUGH, SHOULD I CATCH YOU, YOU SHALL MEET THE SAME FATE. MAY THE GAMES BEGIN, THE CLOCK IS TICKING'

We all stood there and stared at the wall, not believing our eyes. The bastard had killed our friend for fun. But, we had to be strong, for her sake as well as our own. We had to escape, to get help from outside. A few hours had passed, yet just as with the first time, all of the exits were locked. Suddenly I notice our friend, Joanna was missing. Panicking we called out her name, hoping that she was not in the clutches of whoever had killed Katy. But our hopes were for nothing as her screams began echoing through out this prison.

We ran as fast as we could to where the screams were coming from, only to be greeted by the sight of her mangled body, contorted in a manner similar to that of Katy's. What stopped us from going any closer, though, was the sight of a cloaked figure dashing out the window. Then we saw the message, 'YOU NOW HAVE ONLY 21 HOURS LEFT AND ONE OF YOUR PLAYERS ARE DOWN. I HOPE THE REST OF YOU HAVE AS PRETTY OF SCREAMS AS THE LAST TWO, THEIR SCREAMS WERE SIMPLY MUSIC TO MY EARS. THERE IS NO ESCAPE NOW THAT YOU HAVE SEEN ME, SO NOW I SHALL TRY EVEN HARDER TO KILL YOU.'

They were right, they did take two of our own and now there are only three of us left including myself. Another ten hours passed before they struck again, this time taking Micheal. There was no message this time, just his mutilated corpse. We only had 12 hours left to try and escape now.

It was only a little under three hours ago that they took Melany, this time though, there was a message. It read 'NOW THERE IS ONLY ONE, IT HAS BEEN FUN BUT YOU WILL NEVER MAKE IT OUT OF HERE ALIVE. THREE HOURS ARE LEFT. DO TRY TO MAKE THIS FUN FOR ME, AFTER ALL, YOU HAVE LASTED THE LONGEST.'

The message left me chilled to the bones, I don't have much time left though. It has almost been three hours now. I know I will not escape this place, I have accepted this. If you are listening to this recording, I beg of you, leave this place as soon as possible. I don't want anyone else to go through what we did.

If you manage to escape, give this to the police or anyone who will believe you. Also, if you can, tell my parents I'm sorry for leaving them behind. I have to leave now, I can hear their footsteps now. These are my final words, please, listen to them. My name is Tsuki Ryu, I am a 19 year old freshman at the local collage, my friends and I came to this house only to never return. GOODBYE.

End of recording: 10/21/46 12:07 AM

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