On July 16, 2014, the weather was cloudy.
I moved to a new house today and have three bedrooms totolly. And it also has a particulary large living room. Nancy and I like this place very much. It seems that there is time enough to clean up this morning. There is a loose wooden board in the bedroom where Nancy and I share, but it's nailed down tightly. Nancy and I didn't pay much attention to it anyway,.After all, where else could we find such cheap house?
On July 19, 2014, the weather was sunny.
Nancy and I went to the garage at noon to look for a tire pump, but we unexpectedly found a refrigerator. After asking the landlord, we found out it was left behind by the previous tenant. The landlord is an old lady and she seems has a son but I have never see her son before.She said we could take the refrigerator if we wanted it. Nancy and I felt like we had struck gold and mamaged to carry it into the house after a lot of effort. After we carried the refrigerator home and opened the door to clean it, a foul smell immediately came out. Nancy ended up not eating for the entire day beacuse of it. The milk and beans in the refrigerator had gone bad long ago, and the foul smell almost made me throw up my breakfast even Nancy get wake up by the fuel smell. But still can smell it, even after I had thoroughly cleaned the refrigerator, the smell still lingered. My eyes shifted to the lowed compartment. Sure enough, there was a black plastic bag inside. As soon as I opened it, the stench hit me like a punch in the face. Inside the trash bag was a layer of sticky black substance, along with a pair of scissors. It smelled so awful that I did't pay much attention to it. After rinsing everything out, the redrigerator looked as good as new. What a lucky day it was!
On July 20, 2014, the weather is cloudy.
Nancy has gone on a business trip to Saint Marbo and won't be back untill next month. I missed her so much.
On July 22, 2014, the weather is cloudy.
I've been having the same nightmare over and over these past few days. I always dream that Nancy has come back, but when I open the door, there's a women standing outside with only half a head. It always makes strange movements, as if trying to make me leave. But every time I try to speak to her, I wake up. By the way, the loose wooden hoard opened up a small gap. I shined a flishlight inside, and I could barely make out some scattered hair and something that looked like a pair of scissors. It might have been left by the previous tenant, but this can't go on. Tomorrow, I 'll have to find a priest.
On July 23, 2014, the weather is sunny.
Ugh, last night I dreamt of that strange person again. This morning, I went to find a priest. He scattered a handful of rice, and all the grains gathered on the loose wooden board. After a while, they scattered again. The priest shook his head, and when I asked him about it, he didn't answer. He just gave me a bowl of salt to place by the door and left without taking any money. I really don't know if I'll have that nightmare again tonight. My mental state has been really bad lately. I feel like that dream is driving me crazy.
On July 24, 2014, the weather is sunny.
Last night, I had that dream again. I'm really about to lose my mind. But the bowl of salt was strangely transformed from white to black. Could it be working? By the way, I remember now一一when I opened the door in the dream, the women didn't make her usual eerie momvements. Instead, she walked straight to the loose wooden board, but this time I saw the other half of her head. Her eyes were fixed on me, and it's give me a familar feeling. However, when I bravely pried open the board this morning, there was nothing inside. Now I can't help but wonder if what I saw a few days ago was real. I also managed to call Nancy today, but it showed that her phone had no balance. My mental state is really getting worse lately.
On July 25, 2014, the weather is unknown.
I'm waking up to a gray and blurry view this morning, and I can't tell what the weather is like. I fell awful all over and ended up lying in bed all day, and it's so cold.
On July 26, 2014, the weather is unknown.
The past two days have been like this, and now today, I can't find my phone, I remember I put it next to my pillow, my desk, my table...
On XX. XX. 2014, the weather is unknown.
I feel so cold..so uncomforable..I can barely hold on..I think I just want to sleep today..
Recently, two murders occurred in our city. The wife was gruesomely dismembered and hidden ina refrigerator. By the time we discovered it, the body had already decomposed. The husband's limbs were twisted and broken, and the autopsy report revealed traces of hair in his stomach and intestines. The killer had cruelly sliced the husband's head open horizontally. Our investigation team searched for a long time, and we eventually found the murder weapon一scissors, stained with blood一under a loose wooden board. It turned out to be the same tool used in a murder case five years ago. But what's even more bizarre is that we found a diary that seems completely inconsistent with the time of the man's death..