Status: you don't want to know

this was a mistake. i've done something terribly wrong, and i'm about to die because of it. don't ask what, i can't tell you here. [REDACTED]'ll find it. or someone - something - even worse might, and i'm about to literally fucking die because of [REDACTED], so i don't even want to know how much worse it gets. but i know [REDACTED] can see this. there are entries here that i don't remember writing, or just straight-up didn't write. pictures in my camera roll that i've never taken. there's an audio recording dated august 13, 2016 that's horrifying for like ten reasons, one of which is that it's impossible. it's from inside a "dream." i don't have my phone in there, and even if i did, there's no physical way it should exist in the real world. i keep trying to transfer it to my laptop so i can post it as evidence, but my phone completely crashes every time i try. i'll try to link it in a comment once i post this.

maybe i need to back up a little bit. everything's happening really fast all of a sudden and my skin is crawling and it's very hard to think, but i'm aware that most other people aren't being hunted by fucking demons, so this might all seem like a lot.

so, hi. ~welcome to my twisted mind~. my name is Naomi Hudson and i've been able to see and interact with supernatural entities since i was like 3 years old. since i was 13 i've been visiting a haunted (?) hotel in my dreams. there's also a creature with a human body and a rabbit head (mask?), which i affectionately and rather creatively call Rabbithead, that has been trying to kill me since i was 17. i have killed it in retaliation upwards of a dozen times, but every single time it comes back. i don't think it'll stop until i'm dead. lucky for it, i'm about to be. i already killed someone (i'm half-expecting the police to show up and drag me away any minute, even though only 3 or 4 real-world hours have passed and probably nobody has a clue they're even missing). my mom's supposed to be here soon. hopefully i'm gone by then. i can't face her like this.

this is not an ARG. this is not an elaborate hoax or fictional story. i am a haunted person, and a very shitty person, and i'm about to be a very dead person. i can't disclose what i'm about to do but it's intentional, so consider this a suicide note if you want.

my hands are shaking so bad it's hard to type. i need to wrap this up.

i guess all i can really say is that i'm sorry. i'm really, really sorry. none of this should have ever happened. for your own sake please forget this blog ever existed. tell yourself it's fiction. it's safer that way. god, i sound like such a melodramatic little bitch. i'm sorry for that too. this is all just a lot.

i need to go now. i won't be coming back.

one final word of advice: no matter how much anything begs, whatever you do, don't open the door.

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The redactions were made by us, for the purpose of continuity.

Naomi was never able to publicly share the audio file dated August 13, 2016. Despite her insistence that it cannot exist, we were able to find it. The following is a loose transcript.

The recording is forty-five seconds long. It consists of Naomi screaming, in a state of either extreme pain or emotional distress. Deep, heavy breathing (presumably not coming from Naomi, since she was screaming) can be heard throughout the track. At around twelve seconds in, there are a series of loud thuds, accompanied by a wet, dull sound similar to bones being broken or someone being punched. We believe this to be the sound of Naomi repeatedly striking the entity known as "Rabbithead" with a blunt object. At around thirty-four seconds, Naomi's screaming devolves into heavy crying, and there comes another thud, which we believe to be her weapon hitting the floor. She repeats "fuck" several times, and then begins to say another word, starting with "li-" before the recording abruptly ends. We are still unsure of what she was about to say.