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Together, we can break the world record for longest book. When this challenge gets the necessary number of entries, it will expire and we will turn it into a book. Each entry will be its own chapter. Feel free to build from existing entries or write something radically different.
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Diary Entry - Unknown Date

By the time you read this, I might still be here, but not certainly so. Something strange is going on. It started at about 4 pm today, the day quickly turned into night, in a somewhat unusual way, but it's winter, so I imagined this to be a normal occurrence. I went outside my house to call home my cats, then I saw something strange. Pale-skinned human-like creatures with sagging skin. Those of them that walked bounced around back and forth as though they were drunk. It must be the neighbor, I thought. Mr. Ted was very well above the 40's, and he struggled with locomotion. I especially thought I was right considering that I did not see his walkers with him. As my visual perception adjusted better to the darkness, I saw more of the creatures. Some were crawling on the floor, with mouths ajar, and hands stretched out as if to receive. No! that is not Mr. Ted. I dashed back into my apartment, fastened the latch, and switched off the lights. I raced upstairs, I plugged my phone into the internet. I think I must have missed the headlines, but here they were, staring me in the face:

"Alien Invasion? Mysterious creatures spotted crawling around Minnesota"

"The Minnesota Crises: Scientists still unable to identify scary-looking creatures"

"Wrath of God: Christian community claims creatures are God's punishment for human sin"

I logged into twitter, I searched with hashtag Minnesota mysteries, a pile of tweets came back on the feeder. Then, I saw it, the headlines, mysterious creatures in Australia, crawling zombies in Malawi, scary-looking beings in Mexico, the list went on. It is not only here, it is everywhere.

By the time you read this, I might still be here, but not certainly so. I see the zombies fast approaching my door, their mouths laden with the blood they sucked from the neighbors.

Take a minute, stop reading,

RUN!