Journal entry date: June 9th, 1919
It’s been two days since I last saw that thing and I haven’t been able to sleep since. Every time I close my eyes all I can see is that poor girl and that hideous creature that was devouring her from the inside out.
What could I do but run like the coward that I am knowing what I have seen and also knowing that no one will believe me if I told them? So I guess I’m going to have to show proof and that means going after one of those things. But how does one find these things? I only stumbled upon the last one by chance. Hell, I don’t even know what to call them, maybe a name would help me describe them better.
They devour their victims from the inside out, but how they get inside a person is the question unseen. So for now, I’m just going to call them The Breed. Okay for now on that’s what I will call them. And that’s what I will be hunting the creatures known as The Breed. Now that a name is established, I can get on with what I have to get off my chest. I know these creatures are dangerous, and untangle them down will possibly lead to my demise. But I don’t care. I just have to know where they came from and why are they here. Surely it’s not to just devour show me flash.
No! It can’t be as simple as that. There has to be much more to it, so my mind is made up. I’m going to s**k up my pride and stop being a coward. As I write this now, I am loading up my musket and getting any weapon at my disposal. And every map of this town and I will find one of them again even if I have to find where their dwelling at. That is if they even have a nest. Search does raise the question: do creatures like that have a nest?
No mind if they do, I will find it and destroy it if it’s the last thing I do. And somehow, it just might be the last thing I do. Only time can tell. Wait what was that… I just heard a scream coming from outside. Now I’m off to investigate, maybe I will get lucky again. So now I’m signing off. May God have mercy on my soul and protect me from what comes next.
~wj~