I woke up and could hear scratching at my door. By the time I got up and opened the door there was no one there, but there was an operator's symbol scratched into the door. But mixed into the scratches was blood... yeah... I think the person scratched it in with their fingers...
I've been sitting here for thirty minutes debating whether I should go back to sleep... oh and yes slendy, I saw your message, and thank you anonymous for translating it.
I feel ill... I'm going to take some pepto bismol... after that I think I'll be going back to bed... God... I'm so tired...
SINcerely,
Raz
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