Quick Update

Not much battery left, so I'll just update you guys real quick while we wait for the bus.
dontwalkintothesnare
As you might imagine, Jessica is in big trouble. I've finally given in to Surge and agreed to take her to a hospital to get proper treatment. Guess that journal gave me some hope that we can pull this off. Hopefully I'll be able to post more once we get there, since I won't be moving locations every other day. Until next time.

Ultimatum

The future does ------------, the future has -----------. The world ended on December ----, 201-, it will happen, ---------------------------. The date is etched in stone. If you will not do what is necessary, --------------------------------------------. We will not allow -----------------------, to allow -----------------------------------------------. You live on borrowed time, ---------------.

And we will not rest until you have -------------------------------------.

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Small Comfort

Meant to post yesterday, but the power went out in our hotel. Jessica is doing poorly, but I've already made that clear in my last post.

Instead, I want to note that I found my father's journal in my coat pocket two days ago. I am dead certain that it wasn't in there when I left the house. What's more? There was a trail of water leading in, but not out, of the window the morning I discovered it. The trail leads into a nearby wall. I'm on the fifth story of this hotel, on a corner room, and there are no ladders or ledges one could use to scale the heights. I can't help but be reminded of the commotion and the footprints in the house last Spring.
andheshallwalkunseenwhentheworldrenewsitself
At first I was a little alarmed by this, but now, I'm... strangely conforted. After all, if there's one or more malevolent supernatural entities, then it stand to reason that there's one or more benovolent supernatural entities as well. Someone or something thinks that Walking Beneath the Sky is going to help, and while we could've used some of the meds from the house too, I'm glad that I have a new goal to work towards, and not just focus on running and staying strong for Jessica.

New Year, New Problems

Hope you all are someplace warm, cause the world is a cold, cold place this time of year. The three of us have been on the move since the twenty-fourth, and I hate to admit it, but I've really found myself a little homesick. The more I replay the encounter in my mind, the more I realize that I can't go back.

That's a big problem, because all of the meds and equipment we were using to treat Jessica are back at the house, and she's relapsing at an alarming rate. I keep telling her that I'll figure something out (its hard to tell her why we aren't going back without mentioning our tall friend), but I'm starting to worry: What happens if she dies now? Will the world end anyway? That thing wanted her, so I assume she has something to do keeping him in check or something.

Speaking of, one blessing is the lack of you-know-who, although I keep peeking out of hotel windows and checking behind doors expecting to see it. I doubt the creature in the attic did little to slow it down, and I suspect it'll be back on our trail before long.