Gone, for now.

I made it home! Finally, I'm free, away from this...thing. But, am I really free? Did I actually escape? Or did it follow me? What does it want? Will it hurt my family? Due to my demonsterable fatigue, I found myself passed out on my living floor. I woke up, my girl friend saking me. She proclaimed that she was worried as I had been gone for so long. I held off on the details of the encounter. She helped me up, made me a big breakfast, and a food coma succeeded it. I woke up, later in the night, to my partner screaming for me. I hurried to her room to find her in a fetal position. She pointed at the window, the blinds slighly ajar. I piered through, my sank oncemore, it was back. Only the figure was under a street lamp.

It NEVER leaves.

There is was, only, I could see it. It took om the appearence of a tall man, wearing a hoodie, with a mask. He just stood there, starring into space. A closed the blinds and called the police. The police performed a full scale search, reviewed cameras, and took testimonials. Unfortunately, dispite these actions, nothing on a strange man, wearing a hoodie and mask was found. The figure was no where to be found, as if it wasn't there. Not even the cameras had any readings. Was it even real? Could things I've seen really be? Are my partner and I going insane? I'm losing my grip, what if it comes back? What will it do, is it even from this world?

Continue.