He was becoming worried. The dreams had stopped but he knew the girl was still alive. 'Is he blocking me from his dreams now?' Marcus thought to himself. He got out of bed and noticed some blood on the pillow. "Shit". he muttered as he headed for his bathroom. He barely reconized the face he saw in the mirror. He hadn't shaved in weeks and he had a thick beard growing in. Blood covered the side of his face but he couldn't tell where it had come from. "What the hell is wrong with me?" he asked himself out loud.

The mirror started to become distorted. Marcus could only see a wavey image in it now. He suddenly heard a low voice coming from the mirror, "Find... What... Need... Stairs..." a familiar voice said.

Marcus suddenly grew cold, sweat formed on his brow. "Dad?" Marcus whispered. "Is that you?" He waited for an answer but the only thing that happened was that the mirror returned to normal. 'I can't go on like this.' Marcus thought to himself. He opened the drawer in the sink and took out a razor blade. A tear formed at the corner of his eye as he took the blade to his wrist and cut away his soft flesh. He couldn't bring himself to look down but he knew he was bleeding, he could feel it running down his arm. He finally looked down at his wrist and saw that the blood wasn't the right color, he wasn't even sure if it was blood. It had a pinkish glow to it and it kinda pulsed on his arm as if it was alive. He dropped the razor and everything went black.

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"Just a dream." he said to himself as he got out of bed. He checked the pillow to make sure there was no blood. He started to walk towards the bathroom but changed his mind. 'I'm too paranoid.' he thought to himself. He walked into the kitchen and saw a note from his mom. He read it outloud, "Here is some money to buy dinner tonight. I won't be home till late so buy whatever you want. Love, mom." He read it again and laughd to himself. "She's such a fucking whore" he muttered as he went to use the bathroom upstairs.

The stairs were covered with a thin layer of dust. 'Has it really been that long since we've gone up here' he wondered to himself. The upstairs use to be where is father did all his work. After his death they had no reason to go up there since the bedrooms were downstairs. He continued to climb the stairs leaving a slight footprint in the dust. The bathroom was at the end of the hall but as he passed the study, he stopped and looked in. 'Weird' he thought to himself. There doesn't see to be any dust in there.

He slowly walked into the room and turned on the floor lamp that was to his right. The room was dustless which made no sense to Marcus. He walked over to the desk and saw some papers laid out. He picked up a small stack and read the front page.

D-Nome Project Version 4.7

Marcus picked up another stack and saw that it was also about the same project and that 4.7 was the newest version. He turned to the second page of the first stack and read what it said.

Subject is doing better after inital injection of the fluid. Nightmares seem to haunt the subject for the first few weeks. No other side effects seen. Dr. Harris April 19

I wonder what this is about Marcus thought as he turned to the next page.

Subject has become hostile. It attacks by shouting a name in a weird language. One scientist has been killed so far, project should be terminated. Dr. Harris May 28th.

"Is this some research for a story my father was writing?" Marcus asked himself. He turned to the next page.

Subject has been terminated and the project is being turned over to the original creator. A virus seems to infect the creatures once they've been here for more than a week. The current serum has no affect on them. However, the serum does work on us when we enter their world. Dr. Harris June 1st.

'This is getting really weird' Marcus thought to himself. 'What could all of this be about?' He turned to the last page and reconized his father's hand writing.

June 6th, recieved all files from Dr. Harris today. He reports that I can do whatever i want with the project because the military no longer has an interest in controlling these creatures. They are only afriad of what they don't understand! I will continue working with them, I will finally get the respect like I deserve! they said it couldn't be done, that creatures couldn't be made out of data but I did it. I made them and I made a way for us to travel to their 'digital' world and them to our world. Once I perfect the serum, these creatures will be the most powerfull tool and nations will give me ANYTHING I want for them.

Marcus felt sick, this wasn't the way his father acted. "Maybe I can find something to explain all of this somewhere in here." he said. He decided to start with the bookcase. He started to pull off random books and see if their titles gave any clues to what had went on back in June. He noticed a small box behind some of the books. He pulled it out and inside laid a leather bound book. "Is this what I think it is?" Marcus asked himself. He opened the book and saw that it was indeed a journal and that it belonged to his father.