Leslie is gone...

We've looked everywhere for him... but we can't find him... Last night I was, once again, standing watch in the room and I could hear him walking up and down the hallway. At one point I heard some footsteps go downstairs and I just thought it was an audio hallucination, but I noticed that Leslie's walking had stopped, meaning he had gone downstairs. I didn't think anything of it until about an hour later when I heard no noises in the house and no signs that Leslie had come back from being downstairs. I quickly got up and ran downstairs and looked around, calling out for him. He wasn't there... I couldn't find him... he's gone... I... I think He got him... If so...


RIP Leslie Johnson...


SINcerely,
Raz

About last night...

He was inside... I pushed him back... but...god... I've never seen such a horrific sight... I think it has affected Rachel... She's not talking to me...


We came downstairs and there he was, standing in the doorway to the kitchen... I attacked... mentally of course... he shrunk and let out a terrible roar... or was it a scream... either way... it shook the house with it's rage... or fear... Then... many tentacles sprouted from his back... They thrashed about, knocking things off the counters, and slapping against the ceiling. I kept attacking, wanting to make him completely retreat. All of a sudden I realized I was on my back with Leslie and Rachel standing over me. I had blacked out, they told me. When I had collapsed they had looked at me, and let Him out of their sights and when they looked back He was gone.


Well now you know what happens when you try to come into this house... stay the hell out...


SINcerely,
Raz

Symptoms...

Rachel tried to hide it... but I saw... she coughed up blood... It happened just thirty minutes ago... it's getting worse... He won't get her... I'll find a way...


Leslie says he actually saw a shadow downstairs but didn't hear anything... like... a shadow, and the next time he looked... it was gone... He's here... but... He seems to just be... exploring... getting His bearings in this house... I'm going downstairs... Rachel and Leslie are coming with me... I'm going to push Him from her house... 


He cannot have her...


SINcerely,
Raz

Days...

Feel like they're just blending together... I'm not losing time... it's just... hard to keep track of what day it is... hmm... well everyone is still safe... Rachel isn't doing very well... and Leslie seems to be developing a cough... and Rachel is still refusing to run... God damn it... I can't let Him have her... I l... ike her too much to let that happen...


SINcerely,
Raz

Last night...

Wasn't nearly as bad as the night before. My audio hallucinations decided to behave and keep themselves to a minimum, which was a nice change, and Leslie didn't see or hear anything unusual while he was patrolling the hall. around six Rachel woke up and Leslie and I got some sleep. I just woke up about thirty minutes ago.


Feeling much better... though... Rachel isn't looking so good... but she's taking some medicine and taking the normal precautions for when you're getting sick. So hopefully... it's not... you know...


SINcerely,
Raz

Today...

I met with my friend Leslie and we talked the entire day, and finally decided on something. He decided that, even though he can't really fight Him like I can, he is going to try to help me as much as possible. He'll patrol the hallways and I'll stay in Rachel's room and watch over her directly. If a Husk shows up I think that Leslie will be able to hold them off. He's really good at fighting and brought a knife... and... if He shows up... well... that's what I'm here for...


You'll never get through...


SINcerely,
Raz