The Journal
Chapter 1: Do Not Open
My name is Zenath Omen. In 1872, when I was 8 years old, I was reported missing. My family searched for me for days, weeks, months and continued into years.
I could see and watch everything that occurred after I went missing but was unable to be heard or seen by anyone. I kept yelling, "I am here!" but no one could hear me. Why was this happening to me, what was going on? Then I remembered, all of this transpired because I read my ancestors black journal. The black journal had been in our family for generations. It was created by my ancestor, Genno Omen. He was said to be secretive, crazy and paranoid.
My father once told me that our family had an unusual mental illness. He said that when the males in our family turned 6 years old, we would start seeing and hearing things that no one else could. He explained that the voices talked to us and that the they called out to us and told us to read The Journal. I never heard or saw anything myself so I didn't think any of it was real.
My father expressed to me that I was lucky to never suffer from the family illness. He said that he had been fighting the voices and the strange apparitions for years. That he just wanted to live in peace away from the Journal and its persistent beckoning but that he had no idea how to make it stop.
He told me to never read Genno's journal. He said if I did… bad things would happen to me. I should have listened to him. I should have never let my curiosity get the better of me because now… I'm stuck in this black never-ending void.
PLEASE!.. SAVE ME!… I'm scared… I have been here for so long. I just want to return home, I want to see my baby sister, I want to see my family again! I DON'T WANT TO BE HERE ANYMORE!
(Zenath slamed his fist onto the blackened ground and the black void world shook.)