Chapter 1
Recollection
I have recently awakened from underneath a tree with cows hanging from the branches. Shocked by the sudden sight of animal corpses and the smell of decomposing flesh, I quickly realized I have no recollection of where I am, nor how I got here.
I surveyed the area around me and realized I'm on a farm. There is a cornfield and a barn on this property with trees surrounding the area. I decided to inspect the barn and upon entering the open doorway, I found this journal.
I feel as though it is mine, but I don't remember writing anything in the prior pages. Some of the entries say the same. No memory of how I got here and no memory of writing anything prior, but a fondness for the handwritten pages as well as the handwriting.
The past entries tell of monstrous men who hunt anyone they set their eyes on. From the information provided in this journal, I am being hunted even now. I leave this entry to inform myself should I forget: This is not a dream. I must survive.