Since I have internet for now (until Billy takes it away again), I thought I'd post this song that sums up my experience here these last 2 months. Seems fitting enough.

I've run out of root beer which means I don't have all 7 of the necessary ingredients needed to appease I will try to I just need So frustrating Ok, I give up for now...

I've officially been here too long. I was bored last night and decided to pretend I was one of the patients here. I wrote a poem about it. Yeah, yeah, I need a life. I get it. Anyway, if you want to see what being kept in isolation for two months looks like with no one to talk to except the dead, here you go. Paper Walls The walls whisper when the lights go low, Soft like breath I almost know. They tell me secrets through the paint, Things the doctors say I ain’t. A clock

Ok, this gremlin is really starting to get on my nerves... Ta... Now, it seems, he's writing things for me. lk... I don't know what else ** do about this. T... I wish ** would leave me alone He's really becoming a **gantic pain in the you know what! rl... This is really tou** Guess I better most the m*** of it and just try to post what I need to for my week 7 recap. Mikey's Stalk Message: I reordered these rows and was able to read this message from top to bottom, left to r

My tech is starting to glitch again. I've tried three times to post this and keep getting kicked off the network. I have given Billy a second offering to appease him. But, I can't be sure of how much more time I have. So, the next couple of entries will be short ones. Just the facts! I got into Jeremiah McClinton's computer. The sticky note on his computer mentions that his Blackspire nickname is the password. I remembered what I learned from that page from his private spe

Time flies when you're hunting ghosts, eh? So, of all the things I expected to find in week four, it wasn't the bodies of Nancy's 3 friends buried behind a chapel wall . Crazy, huh? I've spent a lot of time over the last week thinking about all of that and why someone would do all of that. It doesn't seem to match Tick Tock's M.O. Of course, that doesn't mean anything. It's just more of an observation. So, obviously, after that sort of revelation, I had to try and establi

I have compiled some interesting facts about each of the murder victims. I don't know if any of this is useful or if these facts simply add some humanity to these poor victims, but I thought I should share what I had learned. 1. Dr. Harold Minton He was an amateur beekeeper and produced small batches of honey every summer, which he labeled with handwritten botanical notes like “Clover – East Field” or “Wildflower – Late Bloom.” 2. Evelyn Cross She had perfect pitch and could

This week is the week I started getting those weird partial images. I am fairly certain there will be six of these in all. The image it makes is becoming more and more clear and is something I should have anticipated given what I've learned so far. So, let's talk about that spell book first. Discovering that Jeremiah McClinton, the owner of Veilwood Sanitorium , was also the owner of the book was a bit of a shock. He calls himself The Eye f or some reason. I discovered a

In case you might be wondering, here is a partial list of what I brought along for my 3 months at Veilwood: Paranormal Investigation Equipment: EMF meter Spirit box / SB7 Digital voice recorder (EVP sessions) Thermal imaging camera Full-spectrum camera Night vision camcorder Static night-vision cameras (multiple) Motion sensors REM pods Laser grid projector Trigger objects (toys, coins, antique items) Dowsing rods Pendulum board Infrared thermometer Geiger counter Documentati

I stumbled onto something in my exploration of the building that I haven't had time to report yet, but I think it's worth noting while I can, in case Billy the Kid shuts down my communications again. I didn’t plan to find anything last night. The building itself had already earned a reputation in my head: peeling paint, sagging ceilings, and the kind of silence that feels less like absence and more like waiting. I’d come expecting cold spots and maybe a few intelligent respon

I think I'm starting to understand the feeling of isolation that Jack Torrance felt in "The Shining" after staying in The Overlook Hotel throughout the winter. While I'm not snowed in here at Veilwood, the loneliness and the lack of human contact is starting to take its toll. Jack, of course, had a wife to keep him company. I just have ghosts, not all of which are friendly. He went insane. Will I do the same? I did get some interesting results by using the Ovilus during week

Veilwood Sanitorium was founded in 1893, at the edge of a dense stretch of forest locals once called The Whispering Veil. The land had long carried a reputation for strange sounds at dusk and heavy fog that seemed to roll in without warning. Despite the rumors, philanthropist and physician Dr. Alistair Veilwood purchased the property with a vision rooted in progressive mental health reform. In the late 19th century, mental institutions were often overcrowded and harsh. Dr. Ve

What I am about to recount is an experience I had between weeks 2 and 3. I encountered something hostile inside Veilwood. I didn't really get much information from the presence, but I still feel like in the interest of completely documenting my stay inside the sanitorium that I should record what happened. To say the experience rattled me would be an understatement. I was walking to my room for the evening and had been strolling the halls for maybe ten minutes when somethi

This week is when things finally started coming to life. I went to the Morgue. Mwahahaha. Sounds ominous, right? People are just dying to get in there. Bad joke. Anyway, I figured out how to use the weird symbol from Patient 164's room with the ring of letters Found Under the Morgue table and got the name of the presence that was speaking to me through the Call and Response session. The spirit's name was: Dr. Lloyd Edelman. Then, we can discuss what I like to call the Clow

It seems like a lot more than 7 weeks have passed. I have learned a lot since that first day of exploration, but there is still much to learn. Here are my thoughts on everything I sent you in Mailing 1. I don't know how much time I have bought myself with Billy the gremlin before he decides to shut my electronics down again and wreak havoc on my investigation so I'll try to make it quick. To begin with, I found a picture of Nancy on the internet. Pretty girl. It's just nice