COLOURS: WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM MEH?!
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Robbie, I heard a howling today... I was doing my nightly rituals:brush my teeth, wash my face, shave my beaver, when the candles in the room went out and a harsh chill filled the room. I stood frozen in place; the mark on my chest giving a sharp needle-like pain. That was when I heard it, a beastly howl vibrating every inch of the manor, resonating within my core. It seemed to be coming from the dining room.
I didn't sleep well that night; the howling followed me in my sleep, waking me at all times.
I asked Madelyne if she heard any strange noises last night; She looked at me wide-eyed and shook her head. Though her eyes told another tale. They had been wide, seeming to look through me.
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Dear Robbie,
HorrorI've started this diary. No, journal. Yes. To recount the strange occurrences in the manor. To log everything I can to the best of my ability. The thing is I swear I'm going crazy, but it all feels too real, intensely real. Everything is not what it...
