Episode 1 – First Entry
[Diary Entry – September 14, 12:03 AM]
I don’t know why I bought this old diary. The shopkeeper said it was “waiting for me.” Creepy, right? But tonight, I feel restless. My friends are asleep, the city is quiet, and I’m here… writing to no one.
Maybe if I pour my thoughts here, I won’t feel so alone.
I dreamt again. The same corridor. Endless. Doors on both sides. The lights flickered, and I swear I heard whispers behind the walls. Every time I try to open one, I wake up.
Anyway, this is stupid. It’s just paper. It can’t answer me back.
[Narration]
She closed the diary, laughing at herself. But when she woke up the next morning, the diary was open on her desk. The ink shimmered as if freshly written, a new line appearing beneath her words in neat, unfamiliar handwriting:
“Don’t worry. Tomorrow you’ll meet someone.”
The ink was still wet. And for the first time, she wondered… who else was in the room with her?
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