Welcome to My Ghost Town

Hello? Can anyone see this? Is this even the site I’m after? The internet seems hell bent of controlling what I can see in this place. Screw it. I’m just going to start writing and see what happens. Please, if you are reading this you have to help me! I’m trapped, or lost, or... Maybe imprisoned? I don’t really know... I don’t know a lot of things to be honest. But what I do know is that this place I’m stuck in... it’s dangerous. You have to send help! I’m stuck here alone – at least I may as well be. It’s just me and those... things... The bucket head kids. They look human, and they can talk. But its sure as hell not English they are speaking. I don’t think it’s any kind of language known to humans. The point is they are killing each other. Feeding those to weak to fight back to the hands! Oh crap... I’m shaking like crazy and I haven’t even mentioned the hands yet... The hands are... who the hell am I kidding? I can’t even begin to describe them... Listen, if you want to know about this place and the creatures who live here then keep reading. But the point is my name is Theo Kent and I need help! I can’t explain where I am, or how I got here. But I need help! I’m going to keep a record of this place here. Tell the world about where I go and the things I see. Afterall, someone must know what is happening to me. Please, I’m begging you! If anyone knows where this place is, or how to get out, SEND HELP! Signing off, Theo Kent