The Silent Roommate

I always knew someone else was living in my large single floor log cabin in the middle of the woods. I never saw them or heard them but I noticed various foods go missing from my freezer and cupboards. I would also notice strange scratch marks along the walls or ceiling at different times. I never went looking for anyone or anything and I think that my … let’s call them my ‘roommate’, appreciated that and therefore allowed me to continue to live there undisturbed.

I made sure to get a routine going of when I would be home and when I would leave so my ‘roommate’ would be forewarned of my arrival. Last Friday however, my roommate was still using my cabin when I returned home at my normal time and my life was forever changed in a split second.

My name is Fae Okinsky and this journal will hold many life altering revelations that those with a more delicate mind will be unable to grasp without going insane. To whoever is reading this (if this journal remains behind when I leave or am killed either way I won’t be back) you have been warned. Be careful what you read and where you read it, you never know who or what is watching you.