Anathema

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It's nighttime again.

The incantation outside is louder now. It seems that the undead had joined in reciting it as well. It is the only thing that I can hear, aside from my labored breathing.

Ilang araw na ba ang lumipas? Hindi ko alam. Wala na akong alam, at wala na akong pag-asa.

Someone tried to open the door earlier. I do not know who that was, but I won't let them take me. I'd rather die by my wounds than by their hands. So I locked the door, and put the wooden chair against it.

I'm shivering from the cold. The pain that I'm feeling from my wounds is so great that I don't really feel it anymore.

This will be my last entry.

Kung sino man ang makakakuha ng diary na ito, I hope that you won't get to experience the things that I have experienced. Ever. Always take care of yourself.

They are everywhere, I'm realizing it now. The evil worshippers. They will do anything to summon their gods into the earth, and to make them kings.

Mawawalan na ako ng space para magsulat. Binasa ko ang kabuuan ng diary na ito, at pilit kong binalikan ang mga panahon na hindi pa nagkakagulo ang lahat.

Ngayon ko lang nalaman na may gusto pala sa akin si Murphy. Little did he know, I'm feeling the same thing about him, as well. Hindi na iyon importante ngayon, though. He will never know what I truly feel about him. I just wanted to write it down as proof.

Naglagay na ako ng warnings sa mga empty spaces na nakita ko all throughout this diary. Warnings for them to keep reading, to believe everything that they will read.

Totoo ang lahat ng nandito.

Kumakatok nanaman sila sa pinto. This time, mas malakas. This time, wala nang tigil. They will be able to come in soon, and they will take me.

I wish I have a weapon right now. Or any sharp object. Something that I can use to kill myself.

Binabalya na nila ang pinto ngayon. Mas lalong lumalakas ang incantation na binabanggit nila, sumasabay sa bawat bagsak ng katawan sa pinto. It is starting to dent.

Mabilis ang tibok ng puso ko. Walang kapantay ang takot na nararamdaman ko ngayon. Pero wala na akong magagawa.

Magsusulat na lang ako dito.

Isang malakas na balya, at nagawa na nilang buksan ang pinto. Asmodeus himself enters, wearing the face of my friend. I know that his face will be the last thing that I'm ever going to see.

Nanginginig na ang mga kamay ko habang dahan-dahan siyang naglalakad papalapit sa akin.

Nagsimulang tumulo ang mga luha ko.

I don't want to die.

Please please please please please please let this be a dream

wake me up wake me up wake me up wake me up

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