Day 9 
      Doom has descended upon my home. I was a 
fool to think that my actions in the dream world 
not have repercussions in the real world. Now it 
is here, a dark god, a being of unimaginable 
evil, and I am responsible for its presence in 
this reality. Even now the tentacle horror is 
trying to break through the trap door at the top 
of the light house. So long as I remain awake I 
can keep it from feeding off my subconscious mind, 
but I can not last forever. 

I can not last...


I can not last...