It's hot.
It's so hot.
I'm bathing in a pit full of my own blood. I'm astonished that I'm still alive, but I can't even move right now. The monster that's been following me ever since a few days ago has found me. It's right there, sniffing me down. The blood's smell is strong enough, now. It might take a few minutes, but I know it'll find me here. How could it now?
Something about my smell- my blood- is attracting it. It wants me dead so badly, and I don't know why. It's gotten me mad- upset. I discovered what tears are, it was horrid.
I'm going to drown in my blood if I don't run soon, but I don't want to. I know that this monster will be able to outrun me. I have to think of some way to get him away, to distract him.
Simply put.. I have to run away and evolve somehow. I don't know much, but evolving purifies a demon's bloodline. If it's my blood giving away my location, then I have to hope that my evolution will expel that blood from me. I really, really can only hope.
Right now.. he's getting close. I'll splash my blood in it's eyes and fucking run. I don't know how this'll turn out, but you'll be able to read more if I make it out of this alive.
I can't. I shouldn't. But I'm praying. Every second I spend praying, my tongue and throat is put into more agonizing pain. A headache splits my mind, my ears are filled with horrible screams, I'm afraid. I'm scared. When will this end..
If some demon finds this diary next to a pool of blood, just toss it in. I'm a disgrace to the demon race.