I was bound and gagged. I heard Marc pacing in front of me. All I knew was that Damon was coming to get me. Werewolves were surrounding the shack I was in. The dreams were gone and I knew why. It was time for them to come true. Marc took me yesterday. We arrived at the shack this morning. I am writing this when he lets me stretch. Who ever thought that I would find some paper and a pen. At least I know what Marc is now. He's not a vampire. He's not a werewolf. But he is a shape-shifter. I'm trying to figure out a way to escape but Marc keeps a very watchful eye on me. I'm actually being held at a small house. Well, the part I'm in is small. I have a bed to sleep on and it's soft. He gave me a pillow and blanket and brings me food twice a day.
I try not to sleep but I slip off into dream world. I'm re-dreaming all the dreams I'd already had. Sometimes I still wake up screaming but Marc doesn't seem to notice. I've heard other people at the house but no one comes to my room. I hope this all ends soon but I know it won't. Celia comes and talks with me every now and then. She tries comforting me when she finds me crying but it never helps.
Sometimes I'll wake up and think I see Collin but it's Marc. I've tried asking him why he did it but all he says is, "I had no choice," then he leaves.
A little girl came and brought me some flowers a few minutes ago. She was adorable but looked terrified. I asked her why she was scared.
"Momma says I can't see you," she whispered to me.
"Then why are you here?"
"Because you're sad." she said. I smiled at her.
"Thanks," I said then she walked out of the room.
Now I'm alone. I'm scared. And I hear the werewolves outside. I've already written about my adventures before this and can only hope I get to write about more adventures. Uh oh. Marc's here. I need to go. I think someone's with him.
Collin, if you ever find this and I'm dead, I want you to know that it wasn't your fault and I love you.
Sally Harkwell