Entry 12

Entry 12

6-14-93

        My wife has disappeared.  I was actually able to get some shut-eye last night but when I awoke, she was gone.  The bedroom though, it’s very similar to that crime scene.  There’s blood everywhere.  I can hear a squeaking sound from the bathroom.

        It’s a small rubber ducky.  We don’t have any kids so there shouldn’t be something like this here.  Now, that I think about it, it looks very similar to the one I found at the murder scene.

        The rubber ducky in my desk is gone.  Did I take it out?  I can’t remember.  Looking through these entries, I’ve made no mentions of removing it either.  There were more people watching me when I left the house too.  Their hollow stares following me wherever I go.  The God damn bug is here again too but I can’t see it.  I don’t know what the hell is going on anymore.