Day 2

I woke up to a burning sensation on my arm.

I decided to turn on the flashlight on my phone to check why my arm hurts so much. What I found was a scar that looked like I was burned by something. I could distinguish a couple of numbers on the scar, and it read "363". I was confused, and I couldn't really figure out how I could have burned myself so that it would leave such a scar on my body, but since I had bigger problems on hand, I kind of decided to brush it off and focus on the main issue, which is this darkness and the unexplainable noises coming from outside.

I got out of the closet that I was hiding in, and it is still pitch black when I look through the creeks in between the barricaded windows. I tried messaging my friend, but I didn't get a reply back.

I need to be more careful with the use of this phone; the battery is at 70%, and since there is no power, if this phone loses its battery, I will be in complete darkness. Talking about a battery, I remembered that I had a generator that runs on gasoline (it generates electricity), but the only problem is that I don't know where it is. I tried looking for the generator. As I was looking for it I remembered as a kid that I would often play in the garage and my dad would work on his car. Those were some good times. It took me a while, but I found the generator, filled it up with gasoline, and turned it on. It worked! Now I have a source of electricity. I charged my phone right away to full and turned off the generator. Since I don't have to worry about my phone running out of power, I decided to try and find out what that unexplainable noise was that was coming from outside. Looking at the doors and windows that I locked and barricaded, I started thinking about how I could try and check the outside of my house without going out in the open. Then I got a neat idea. I remembered that there was a mini window in the attic of my house that I used to look out from as a kid. The little window was pointed at an open wheat field, and in the winter days I would cover myself with a blanket and look through that window. I climbed up the ladders towards the attic and saw the little window. I laid down on the floor and opened the window.

Opening the window, I started hearing the noise better. The noise wasn't from an animal or a human; I couldn't really figure out what it was, but I understood one thing: the noises surrounded my house. I took a couple of pictures with the flashlight on before climbing down the ladder and going back to my room. As I went back to my room, I was looking at the pictures that I took, and nothing odd could be seen in the pictures except for the last picture I took. What I saw in that picture wasn't anything resembling a human; it was a mixture between an animal and a human.

The humanoid was tall and slim; it was walking on all fours with a long chain tied around his neck; blood was pouring out of his eyes; and the one thing that made me start freaking out was that his face resembled one of my close neighbors.

What in the hell is happening? The more I try to figure it out, the more questions I have.

As I was trying to process what I saw, I got a message on my phone.

I was relieved because I thought it was my friend, but no, it was someone else, someone that I knew from a really long time ago.

I used to always call him by his nickname "Ice".

Ice was not one of your usual friends that you would have; he would tell you what he meant right in your face. I used to respect him a lot because he was always true to me. His parents moved to a different country, and he needed to go along with them. I didn't see him in a long time (and I always wondered what happened to him).

He told me to unlock the back door of my house.

I was already skeptical about this because of the stuff I have seen already, but I don't think I will be able to survive alone, so if it's really Ice out there in front of my door, I've got to let him in.

I gathered some courage, trusted the message that my long-lost friend sent, and unlocked the door. As I did, something pushed on the door, knocking me down.

As I fell, I started losing consciousness. I heard someone screaming and a black fire burning as I faded into darkness.