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Today was a bit of a bad one.
Walked into an office to do some work and I saw a dark glow coming from a store room/abandoned office.
Walking closer to the door I noticed a smell and it was rotting flesh. Butting my hear against the door I could hear the flies buzzing inside it like one would in those old horror movies. I called over one of the office workers and asked about it. She said they don't go to that office at all so no one really noticed the smell.
The janitor was called and upon unlocking the door we saw a dismembered cat in a pentagram like drawing. This was old school stuff. The candles was arranged in a particular way I will not get into. The mirror was broken and blood very old blood was on the walls. We opened a window and turned on a light to really see what was going on.
Two more things stood out to me but I will not mention it as I know what it was used for. I stared on as the janitor and the lady ran out gasping for air. I was use to the smell and continued to observe looking for a so called "seal" and finally found it. The symbol on it was wrong thankfully... Also the writing that I will not mention was not right.
walking towards the window I noticed scratches and markings. Someone almost knew what they where doing. I looked at the mirror again, something was standing behind me. It was dark figure no tone of any kind. I turned to look behind me. I didn't see it. Turning back to the mirror I saw myself looking at myself. Problem was it wasn't a mirror image. It stood before me looking like me. Much younger version of me but still me.
It was at this stage I realize I walked into something I use to read about but never thought possible. Ripping the "seal" the figure opened its mouth screamed while disappearing. Its scream was silent almost not audible.
I look at my hands and realized the room was dark. I wasn't on earth anymore. I was "in their world" The walls and floors became alive with worms and snakes each eating each other. Screaming was constant and people in pain. The room set on fire... It started to burn away and I found myself sinking in what looked like liquid fire. No air could escape my lungs as my face and body felt the heat.
Claws gripped me and slowly pulled me under. I closed my eyes as I know and always have known that I will pay for my transgressions. There is no use resisting this. I saw friends and family in my mind as their faces became blurred. This was it... I have hoped that this was not my final resting place. But was...
I closed my eyes feeling how my skin is bursting into flames. The pain became unbearable so I screamed.
I woke up in my bed... It was a nightmare or was it a warning? Was it bad toast?
I don't know... But the symbols look spot on from what I know them to be, the writing was almost correct but I spot the incorrections. I then realized I could read in my dreams? That is not normally possible.
I realized then some curst me... My soul is stained and I cannot wash it clean. I started to pray and yes a day later I felt the gloom lifting from my body. People must realize this is not a game... I know TV shows make it look good but it is not.
So to whom ever curst me, the 3X rule apply. It is done with me... but now your doing is coming back at you 3 times worse then me. Whatever price you paid whatever you promised they are on their way to collect. I know you are projecting and I know you can see what I write. I place this here for you. Stop this before you open a door you can't close again.
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Walked into an office to do some work and I saw a dark glow coming from a store room/abandoned office.
Walking closer to the door I noticed a smell and it was rotting flesh. Butting my hear against the door I could hear the flies buzzing inside it like one would in those old horror movies. I called over one of the office workers and asked about it. She said they don't go to that office at all so no one really noticed the smell.
The janitor was called and upon unlocking the door we saw a dismembered cat in a pentagram like drawing. This was old school stuff. The candles was arranged in a particular way I will not get into. The mirror was broken and blood very old blood was on the walls. We opened a window and turned on a light to really see what was going on.
Two more things stood out to me but I will not mention it as I know what it was used for. I stared on as the janitor and the lady ran out gasping for air. I was use to the smell and continued to observe looking for a so called "seal" and finally found it. The symbol on it was wrong thankfully... Also the writing that I will not mention was not right.
walking towards the window I noticed scratches and markings. Someone almost knew what they where doing. I looked at the mirror again, something was standing behind me. It was dark figure no tone of any kind. I turned to look behind me. I didn't see it. Turning back to the mirror I saw myself looking at myself. Problem was it wasn't a mirror image. It stood before me looking like me. Much younger version of me but still me.
It was at this stage I realize I walked into something I use to read about but never thought possible. Ripping the "seal" the figure opened its mouth screamed while disappearing. Its scream was silent almost not audible.
I look at my hands and realized the room was dark. I wasn't on earth anymore. I was "in their world" The walls and floors became alive with worms and snakes each eating each other. Screaming was constant and people in pain. The room set on fire... It started to burn away and I found myself sinking in what looked like liquid fire. No air could escape my lungs as my face and body felt the heat.
Claws gripped me and slowly pulled me under. I closed my eyes as I know and always have known that I will pay for my transgressions. There is no use resisting this. I saw friends and family in my mind as their faces became blurred. This was it... I have hoped that this was not my final resting place. But was...
I closed my eyes feeling how my skin is bursting into flames. The pain became unbearable so I screamed.
I woke up in my bed... It was a nightmare or was it a warning? Was it bad toast?
I don't know... But the symbols look spot on from what I know them to be, the writing was almost correct but I spot the incorrections. I then realized I could read in my dreams? That is not normally possible.
I realized then some curst me... My soul is stained and I cannot wash it clean. I started to pray and yes a day later I felt the gloom lifting from my body. People must realize this is not a game... I know TV shows make it look good but it is not.
So to whom ever curst me, the 3X rule apply. It is done with me... but now your doing is coming back at you 3 times worse then me. Whatever price you paid whatever you promised they are on their way to collect. I know you are projecting and I know you can see what I write. I place this here for you. Stop this before you open a door you can't close again.
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