Tales of the Night Tide (2)

Weird Tales inspired Writing.

The Journal

I don't know how or when it happened. I can't even tell you what happened. I was just outside, cutting the grass, then BOOM! I saw it. This strange wave or rip in the air around the pond. Strange noises. Like some distorted whale or wolf howl. Something tried to crawl out. I couldn't see it too well. I ran inside, grabbed my rifle and 2 magazines. I shot at it. I nearly mag dumped into this claw or arm or leg. I couldn't tell. It barely seemed to bother it.

My wife ran outside! The neighbors called the police. I tried to tell them, but they just stood there and stared at me. I told them I would show them. I pointed right at that tear or wave in the air. But they didn’t see it. They couldn't see it.

They couldn't hear that noise. That ungodly noise pouring from that rip in reality. They sat me down. Examined me. Asked me stupid basic questions. What year it was, who the president was, what my name was, etc. I spent the next few days talking to a guy. Thinking I had some kind of a breakdown.

He knows I'm not crazy, at least. He thinks I just had a breakdown. That I hallucinated. Every day I watch the pond. I hear that noise. I set up cameras and fenced off around it.

My wife is worried. I tell her what she wants to hear. She wants to believe me, that I am okay. That I don't see or hear it. She knows me too well, knows the look in my eyes. How I watch that area all the time. Watch the feedback from the cameras. She wants to believe me.

Then, a week later, she saw it. My wife Jess finally saw what I had been trying to keep from her! On the cameras outside. The glowing eyes. the distorted howling. the clawed arm reaching out. She screamed and ran to me. Crying hysterically. She knows what I saw.

A month has passed. I sent her away to her mom's 3 states away. She texts me every day begging me to come stay there. I can't! I have to watch this thing and watch what it does. I record and upload every bit of the video I can. I joined dozens of group pages and forums. posting this stuff online.

Sorting out all the fluff and bullshit. It is a lot to dig through. Trying to get closer to knowing what this thing is. I started putting crosses around the pond. Stakes of iron. Salt, garlic—you name it. I can't tell what is working or if it is working. All I know is I am obsessed.

I brushed my teeth this morning… my hair has begun to gray...