1/10/26 I heard sounds last night coming from right outside my bedside window. Didn’t think much of it. Probably the trees moving.
3/10/26 The sounds are getting louder, it’s not the trees. I don’t know it sounds like…an animal?
4/10/26 Something weird happened last night, I heard knocking on the window. But it stopped after some time. Maybe I was just sleep deprived. Anyways…talked to ma today. She’s getting better now. 2 weeks to go until winter vacation starts. Can’t wait!
6/10/26 The knocking wouldn’t stop I had to go and check the window. I saw a shadow. It was the size of my upper torso. I blinked and it was gone. Did I see correctly? I need more sleep. Exams are driving me mad possibly.
7/10/26 I couldn’t sleep today because of the noises. I don’t know what it is. I feel like someone’s watching me all the time. I saw shadows all night. It’s doing something to me.
10/10/26 I haven’t slept for the past 3 days, I can’t think straight. Hell is a place in my mind. I feel myself becoming it. I see dark spots spreading across my entire body. I itch all over but I can’t bring myself to get out. Tara came by to see me but I couldn’t let her in. I can’t control myself. I can’t think of anything but the shadow and the knocks and the spots and… 11/11/26 The dark spots have turned into sharp, pointy goosebumps. I rub my fingers against my own unbecoming. The thing, it knows my ins and outs, it feels cathartic Sometimes… Sometimes I can hear it, whispering into my ear. I tried to get out of my house, I tried to get help. But it’s stopping me. 12/10/26 I can’t stop vomiting today. At first it was just bile, but now there’s blood all over and I can’t stop. I might turnover my intestines next. My eyes are burning to get out of sockets.
I feel something running right under my skin. I can see it wriggling under There’s…fur, no, feathers growing all over me. I feel warm. It speaks to me clearly now, tells me something about a metamorphosis. There’s no escape; only giving in. I blackout for hours, hours my body spent doing what only God knows. 13/10/26 I woke with scratches all over my body today. Finally mustered up the courage to look at the mirror. It had been sometimes since I last saw my Face I screamed as loud as I could when I finally saw my reflection. Bloodshot eyes, pupils dilated to the size of pennies, black goosebumps all over my cheekbones, and there it was...in place of my lips…a beak like structure. It hurts so much to even open my mouth
15/10/26 Help. If anybody reads this, please look for me. Tell my ma I love her. I am so sorry.
20/10/26 It’s been 20 days since I first heard the sounds, 20 days since my encounter with the shadow, 20 days since I had any contact with the outside world. I am no longer myself. The shadow has taken over my consciousness. I have transformed completely into an avian humanoid, something ought to be found in a lovecraftian piece. I sometimes see fragments of my lost soul in my eyes whenever I can chance a look in the mirror. But then the shadow takes over once again. I lose my mind at nights, I don’t know precisely what it is that my body is being used for. But by the break of dawn I return to my chambers- bloody. This scares me because, this is not my blood. So whose is it? 21/10/26 There’s no hope. It told me I’ll be gone forever by fortnight. It told me it isn’t me who needs help, it’s everybody else. I have never felt happier knowing that I’ll die.
… My head hurts from drinking too much, yet, I dragged my legs across the pavement floor. My house is just 3 blocks down the road. ‘5 more minutes,’ I keep telling myself. My vision is hazy and I’m stumbling. it’s not an ideal case for me. ‘Shit my parents are gonna kill me,’ I mutter. Shouldn’t have listened to Mahi and gone out today. I keep walking until… I suddenly feel a cold chill run down my spine. It’s 12.40 a.m. and the streets are completely devoid of any human life. I am the only one out. Yet for some peculiar reason I feel eyes on me. I don’t know if my drunk mind is playing games with me so I keep walking. The wind stops playing in my face, the trees stop moving, my vision gets blurrier. There’s pin drop silence around me. Suddenly, I hear the sound of large wings flapping above me, I feel a short breeze from up. ‘There’s a bat hanging around at this hour?’
I chuckle to myself. All of a sudden I hear screeching, loud screeches. So loud I cover my ears with both hands and lose balance in the process. Falling on the ground, I hear a loud thump right behind me but… from above. I look up. It’s really dark and I can’t see clearly but I see many branches of a willow tree right above me. Must be older than all of us. I don’t notice at first but there’s something darker amidst the branches. I rub my eyes to see clearer but then I hear it again- Thump. Thump. Thump The sound’s nearer to me…it sounds right above me. My heart starts pounding. ‘I’m just seeing things,’ I tell myself, feeling my breathing get heavier. There it goes again- Thump. Thump. Thump
This time…this time the sounds coming from right behind me. I turn around slowly, feeling a hot, heavy breath on my neck. There it stood, this…this thing. It’s covered in jet black feathers, bloodshot eyes, white beak yellowing at the edges and…blood stains all over. Putrid, rotten, malignant look in its uncanny eyes. I can’t move I am stuck with primal fear. The only thing I can do is stare. And stare is all I do. I know I will not make it tonight. ‘What do you want?’ I ask it shakily. It doesn’t respond. It stares into me, into my soul for a second, maybe searching for fond memories in me, things to live for, some hope and I answer with my eyes. I plead with my eyes for I can’t open my mouth any longer. My suffering pleases it as a smile creeps in into its ugly visage and within the flash of an eye, everything goes black.
