Hey everyone that reads this blog. Tonight I am staying at a weird bed a breakfast. The last people that checked in were multiple years ago and their names sound familiar. This place is a bit creepy, the old lady is almost too nice and has a way of silently staring at you. She stuffs her old pets. and makes them look real. I’m starting to get a little worried, there are no other consumers here and something about this place seems off. I’ll write the rest of this post, in the morning; if i make it.

Billy waited in suspense for the old lady to say anything more. She sat there sipping her tea and staring at him over her tea cup. “Where can I find the others?” Billy asked the grandma. She responded in her calm old cracked voice, “don’t worry sweetie, you will see them soon enough.” A shiver went down Billy’s spine and his hands started trembling. The teaspoon from his tea cup fell down onto the floor. As he bent down to pick it up his perception of distance started changing. A psychedelic type hallucination, he looked down at his hands and saw multiple versions of them. “What have you done to me?” Billy puzzled trying to keep thinking. A bright white light was entering his eyes and he felt his consciousness slipping away. He concentrated on a certain point of the fireplace and tried to remain calm. He watched the fire slowly turn from red, orange to a bright migraine white. His brain and consciousness fell into a deep sleep but his eyes remained open, sprawled on the sofa entering an endless sleep.