May 20th

My dearest diary,

I cannot take it anymore, for the past week I have been waking up, bleeding from my ears. The melody sounds like a jumble of horrible screams... I've been having nightmares of horrible waves, blood in the water, Ramona and even Salvatore.

The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement.

I am going down into the caverns, at this point, I am not aware as to why I've avoided them. I need to go deeper into them.

Why? I do not know. I do not even remember why I am writing this?

Who even am I? Who are these people I have just written about? I cannot think of anything but the caverns. My mind is blank, my own name is a mystery... And yet the caverns still beckon me. Perhaps I should venture into them?

Perhaps I will remember then.