As moonlight cast haunting shadows upon the frayed edges of the journal, I could almost envision the young author, their sanity slowly unraveling, as they chronicled the sinister events that unfolded, blurring the lines between reality and nightmare in a dance of malevolent intrigue. The very act of transcribing their experiences onto paper appeared to invoke an ancient evil, one that lingered between the lines, eager to claw its way into our realm once more… Our author, now older and tired of running, has decided to put an end to their relentless escape. They describe a moment of finally finding a seat at a table, where they sit down to write their story. Their goal? To reveal the sinister secrets of the Inner Circle, a cult that has haunted them for years, and share this chilling narrative with the world. A twelfth entry awaits… [img]https://i.ibb.co/vhS3Wp5/Stray-Souls-Journal-Art-Entry-12-1600x900.jpg[/img] [i]Date: [10/31/14] The wind’s whistling through the cracks in this old cabin, kind of eerie but strangely comforting. I’ve been hanging out here in the Rocky Mountains, pretty cut off from people. Instead of human interaction, I’ve got the soothing sounds of nature. It’s weird, right? I’m way out in the boonies, but still hooked up to the digital world through my gadgets. Every now and then, the memories of Aspen Falls creep into my thoughts. They’re like ghostly echoes, fading in and out. Sometimes, their whispers break the silence, and it gives me the creeps. On some nights, I’ll gaze up at the starry sky, haunted by the memory of that poor kid, and the dark truth about the Inner Circle’s sinister doings. In those moments, I can’t help but revisit that fateful night when I made a run for it, leaving behind the only life I’d ever known. It was a desperate move, driven by the horror of watching my own body do terrible things under some external control. So, I’ll keep jotting down my memories of Aspen Falls. It’s my way of honoring those who didn’t make it, the innocent folks who were caught up in the Inner Circle’s messed-up beliefs. Their stories weigh heavy on me, but I’ll bear that burden for the sake of truth.[/i] [b]Wishlist Now![/b] https://store.steampowered.com/app/1807210/Stray_Souls/