Thread by @gr3gory88

I heard something. Someone was outside.

I was in the kitchen washing a glass and I heard...something outside, on the deck. A scratching sound. And then it stopped. I thought I imagined it, but then I heard footsteps.

And for some reason I just ran outside without thinking. I don't know what's wrong with me. I don't even know if I'm scared anymore, I just want answers.

I can't be sure, but I think it was her. I saw someone running into the woods. I'm sure it was her. But I couldn't catch her in time.

I thought about chasing her into the woods, but decided against it. I don't want to get lost out there at night. I turned around to go back inside, and that's when I saw what she'd been doing on my deck in the first place.

I shouldn't still be surprised by these artifacts, but this one was huge—taller than me. And it had my sweatshirt from the storm tied in the middle.

Honestly I was just going to leave it there. I'm sick of this. I was about to go back inside when I noticed there was something written on the wall behind the artifact. I hadn't even seen it before.

"Fear the new moon." What the fuck does that mean? I don't know where that woman got a fucking marker and I don't like how fucking familiar she feels around my house and property.

I hate that I consider this my house now. That this feels normal now. I'm losing it. I want this to end.

Whatever this new moon shit is, it feels like something's coming. Fuck this.