Saturday, July 19th 2008:

Once I got away from that museum I mentioned, I found another cargo-train that took me out of Montana and into Washington. Strange, I must mention, that there's a state called Washington, yet Washington D.C. isn't located anywhere near it. Why is that? And for as far as I know, there's not a town by that name either.

I need to think just a little less, as this seems to worsen my headaches. I guess my mind has had a lot to process the past few weeks, which is now getting to me, not to mention that I had to sleep in that train I mentioned. Hopefully, I'll find all the rest I need in this small town. Twin Peaks, I believe it was called. It's a little early, but if I don't get some sleep now, it'll probably worsen.

Sunday, July 20th 2008:

How and where should I begin to describe my current position? Should I mention my dream first, or immediately skip to the here and now? I feel I should mention my dream first, it may be important.

So I was at that hotel in Twin Peaks. With my headache, it wasn't easy to fall asleep, but I guess I did eventually. That's when I dreamed of the strangest things. I saw a giant, who spoke in riddles. He said the ghost keeps a wolf under the rock. Whatever that meant. But then there was a dwarf, who introduced me to this girl, whom he claimed to be his girlfriend. The girl in question was quite hairy, had a weird set of eyes, very sharp nails and teeth. I couldn't be certain, but she resembled Erica in so many ways. There was something about the way she smiled, her face in general, the way she moved,... it was like the woman before me was a werewolf-version of Erica. What's that even supposed to mean? That I think of her as a wolf? She's one of the nicest girls I've ever known, much nicer than the ones back home, so why would I think of her as a wolf? But it doesn't end there. At moments, I saw this man, an astronaut by the looks of it. He told me that... I'm not sure I got this right, but he said that a Ferluci is a mere servant to the... dog? It tried to take the dog's... throne, many times before, but failed as it was too powerful. I know this doesn't make much if any sense, although... come to think of it, haven't I heard the name Ferluci somewhere before? To top it all off, the girl then approached me, and said that I don't need to explain myself at all. Additionally, she whispered me... something about a sister.

That's when I woke up, only to find myself... nowhere near the hotel, or Twin Peaks for that matter. How did I end up here? Wherever "here" may be?

Okay, I just felt that headache again. It even hurts to just move my eyes. Did I catch some kind of disease? If so, I hope it'll be over soon.

According to my watch, it's Sunday 3 am. I'm beginning to wonder how many more times I'll wake up this early in the morning. From here I can see light from some kind of cabin. Hopefully, it's owner is friendly enough to help me. But then, around this time of the night people usually aren't awake, even when they're at home. Why is this one? I hope there's some stupid explanation for that.

You thought dreams were weird, try and get this. The cabin I mentioned had many cars parked there. One of them was marked, so it was an official vehicle, from some kind of clinic in North Vancouver. If I knew enough geography, I'd know where that is exactly, but I don't. At least, now I know I'm somewhere either in or near North Vancouver. Anyway, the cars I mentioned indicate that this owner must have visitors, yet it didn't sound that way.

I just heard something. I'm not sure of what it was, but it sounded like some kind of growl, followed by somebody else shouting something, causing this... beast, I think, to growl even louder. Whatever's going on, the sounds alone don't seem to help much against my headache. It may be best if I go away and have the proper authorities take care of this.

I couldn't alert the authorities, as one of the cabin's residents was suddenly outside. She was a young girl, or at least looked that way, given the way she was dressed. She didn't ask me what I was doing here, but instead invited me inside to have a drink. When I got inside, I immediately realized she wasn't one of the residents, she's the very owner of this cabin. If so, was it her whom I heard shouting earlier? Then what is that growl I heard? What is she keeping here? I didn't know what to say or what to do, as I didn't know what she was thinking, or if she's merely pretending to be nice or genuinely nice. When I heard that growl again, I had my chance. The moment I heard it, so did this girl. She was about to beat me down, but I threw her drink in her face, after which I knocked her down with the glass. Other than a bird's skull, she wore a key around her neck. I didn't know what it was for, but judging from where the growls came from, which was beneath the floor, I had an idea of what it unlocked: there was a trapdoor on the floor, which was locked, so I thought the key was to unlock it. When I unlocked it, I wish I didn't do it, because a beast jumped out, which immediately jumped on me. I had a few scratches from that attack alone, but I didn't think it would stop there. Luckily, I was wrong about that, as it then looked around. My guess is that it realized it wasn't locked up anymore, so it now wanted to attack the one who kept it captive, namely the girl. I can only guess what that girl must have done, but if I were the beast, I don't think I'd react in any other way. If you were kept like this, and tortured, judging from the wounds it had, wouldn't you be even a little angry? So I let it do what it felt it must. But to be sure it wouldn't try anything on me, I ran away.

I don't know where I am now, but I can only hope that I'm far enough from the beast, so it won't take any notice of me. As for right now, I can only hope I'd be on my way to Seattle, as that was supposed to be my next stop.