Journal: Day 39 am.

[fucktonofcoffee]

Okay, who the fiddly fuck is the one who's making those fucking shrieking noises?! I swear to fucking god I'm going to find you and kick your nuts down your god damn throat

Comments

[goldn_boy]

Deb, do you really think it's someone living in this house? I mean, does it sound like anyone in this house?

[fucktonofcoffee]

That isn't the fucking point.

Have you been outside yet?

[goldn_boy]

Briefly. When I first heard something. I didn't find anything, though.

[fucktonofcoffee]

There are claw marks outside my window. Like fingered claw marks.

[manipulatvebtch]

If you find out what or who it was, give it a few extra shots for me. I was finally getting some restful sleep and starting to feel human again when that crap started up.

[fucktonofcoffee]

You got it.

[house_onthehill]

I'll grab a pipe...meet you at the Lobby.

Spam or log?

[fucktonofcoffee]

Alrighty then.

Log, writing it now and sorry for delays!

[house_onthehill]

You want something before we leave?