Thursday, November 10, 2011

Well that's spooky

I don't think those are fireflies anymore, diary. I got woken up a few hours after that last entry when I heard some, ah, er, moaning sounds.

I peeked outside the log, and I saw a cloud of fireflies hovering nearby, all… pointing… in one direction. The kept swishing back and forth towards this one trail, like they wanted me to follow 'em. They're still doing it, and there's enough of 'em that I have light for this entry. Go figure.

So, uh, I guess… if I don't get to write in you again, diary, uh… if this goes bad… oh hell, who am I kidding, I'll probably survive. I'm not lucky enough to die. That would be too easy.

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