Day 6:
I managed to sleep last night to my relief, but what I woke up to was horrifying. Whilst I was asleep the Observer had left a large cut all down my arm, and had wrote a message on the roof above me in my own blood. It said, "Forever Watching." The writing was messy but could clearly be understood. It's out to get me, this I now know. I can hear it everywhere, feel it breathing down my neck although there it nothing there. It's playing tricks with me. It wants to mess with my head before brutally murdering me. It's nightmare fuel, something from the depths of hell. I'm going to see its face no matter what. It may hold the key to what this truly is.