I’m still in a state of shock after what I saw down by the lake, and by now I’m sure that Daisy, Beth and Becky don’t believe me – I mean, would you?! It feels as though I’m caught up in the midst of a plot of one of those nasty horror films you see late at night on TV – Georgina is missing with Piku, all that’s left behind was her diary and a pool of blood, and then with that…creature I saw yesterday, I just don’t know what’s going on.Strangely the Librarian doesn’t seem particularly concerned about all of this, despite it all happening in his vast mansion. He tried to comfort me yesterday after I’d returned to the house and finally managed to splutter out what had happened down by the lake, but suddenly I couldn’t cope with being around any of them any more and I’d retreated to my room with a steadily increasing headache – it was just too much to cope with after the events of the stay so far. I was really hoping that we might be able to leave and get back home soon, and now the place that had seemed so inviting, the room I’d described as “decadent” and had seemed like luxury when I arrived, was now haunting – I’m scared I might see something else at every turn, I feel like the shadows are moving, and I don’t want to leave this room until I know I can finally go home.
As you can imagine, I wasn’t terribly excited when I heard that the Librarian was planning to throw a banquet this evening to lift the mood. I haven’t seen much of the others since my experience, but I know we’ve all been feeling a bit gloomy and keeping to ourselves, so it can’t hurt to get us all together. But to be honest, I really don’t want to go – the atmosphere in this place is feeling pressing down on me, and all I want to do is stay here and sleep until I can leave.
Beth’s just come up to see me. I was reluctant to talk to her at first, knowing she’s trying to convince me to come down. I know that they’re all lovely girls and I’d love to spend more time with them, just not under these circumstances, and certainly not around that Librarian any more – the more I think about him and this place, the more uneasy I feel. She’s still trying to get me to come down – I can smell the food cooking downstairs and the sound of the Daisy and Becky chatting on the floor below now the door’s open, but it’s still not enticing me any more. I’m sure they can bring some food up to me later, or maybe the police will finally let us go and I’ll be able to grab something on my way home away from here. Even if I can’t stay, I’ll try and get a good night’s sleep – things might be clearer in the morning. Yep, I’m pretty sure I’ll stay up here, even though Beth’s still trying to persuade me from the doorway.
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