hey folks, Smith here.
just woke up from about 3 hours of sleep. I know that I kept saying I was fine, that my dreams were gone, etc - and then Lillith posted and blew the lid off that crock of shit.
Well, they're getting worse. More intense. I don't know how to describe it.
Tonight it was like a sense that "something is coming" - I remember hearing screams and...and seeing Him again, with those fucking tentacles wriggling around behind him. But he was off in the distance - there was someone else that was closer and I felt him getting closer to us.
I get the feeling something is going to happen soon. That He's sending some of his flunkies to try to fuck with us; nothing new according to the other blogs I've read, but new to us - so it looks like I have to try to prepare for that as best I can.
Though, I have to admit - it's even harder now then it was before. I woke up today on the floor of the basement - I fell asleep upstairs on the sofa. So either I'm getting up and sleep walking or this fucker's trying to make me do something in my dreams. Either way, I don't like it.
There is SOME good news, though - I did find out that Lillith has a metal baseball bat in her garage - so I've appropriated it for use around here. If anyone wants to try to harm me or Lillith, I'll at least have a line of defence to try to stop them.
I need sleep...everything's all blurry.