Day 13

"Day one" my radio was down, what was it saying about day one? was this an event. I further examined through my notebooks when something red splattered on my window, "Hey THAT'S NOT FUNNY" I yelled, I have heard of teenagers griefing houses a lot, so I just sat back on my chair and fell asleep


"Day two" I woke up at the sound of my radio again, that radio busted yesterday, how could it be doing this, what are these days about, I noticed the blood was gone and sitting in its place was a note, I stepped slowly towards the window pondering every step, I reached for the door and wen't outside I stood on the tips of my toes to reach the note and I grabbed nothing but air... the note was inside, I stayed out for a while thinking who could do this, police, my ex, but.... why. I slept in the bunker that night, I always kept a sleeping bag.


"day three" by the time I heard my radio that was somehow now in the bunker, I knew something was up, I felt brave today, I marched up the stairs with such confidence that when I got there I lost it all, the note was on the floor this time fluttering right by the fire place, I ran for the note and read, GOOD LU, dripping in blood and then the note went up in flames.


"day four" that stupid radio is following me everywhere, maybe that 20% off deal wasn't so great after all, I researched on other peoples findings and it came up with a name, "Alex" well I'm sure he can help me, I called the number on the computer screen, (765-273-5892) the phone rang was and I heard, "shhh their listening, I'll meet you today in the forest outside your house tomorrow," and then he or actually it was a she, hung up, I ended up falling asleep on the couch,
"day four" that ringing noise in my head, how many days are there? I wen't outside and a hooded creature dragged me to the ground, it said, "quiet look up it's me Alex." It was a big relief to have Alex, she kind of warmed my heart. I looked up and saw something, she looked to her side and screamed at me. "YOUR HIM," "I'm what?" "he he he- herob" a duplicate of me with white eyes slapped her, "That idiot is NOT ME" and the creature disappeared, Alex told me she was sorry about thinking I was Herobrine, that I just looked so similar. we fell asleep in the bunker.


"day 5" I asked Alex what that meant, and she told me that she will shorten it, all she said was "Apocalypse" I I realized that she meant that about Herobrine but I'm sure it related to the radio. She told me we had to prepare, that there is no stopping from where we are now, we are part of this world, and we have to help fight for it. She grabbed a shotgun and threw it in my hands, I had some friends hook me up, When I tell you too, take the gun and shoot the hell out of that damn monster. from there it was quiet. the days wen't on boring and silent,

Day 9

"day 9" the past 4 days were boring so I decided not to put them in this log, we did things like, practice with paintball guns and work out, but no monsters came, This morning Alex wasn't there, but a note by the fire place, it wasn't burn't anymore. "Good Luck without Alex I have taken her" The note read, I - I could have stopped this, but I didn't I was too stupid not to read that note, but it was a warning, from the future... what does that mean, how did it get here.

Day 11

"day 11" days passed without Alex, but today I felt strong, I shot the radio, and ran outside, "HEROBRINE YOU B**** GIVE ME ALEX NOW" I have really grown to like Alex. Herobrine was summoned with Alex in his grasped I reached for Alex and Herobrine teleported behind me, He has op! I threw my sword at Herobrine and he put Alex in the way, it hit her across the leg, and then he teleported away leaving Alex to my care. I rushed her inside, hiding my tears, I grabbed gauze and bandages, and place them everywhere I saw blood, "I am okay Steve, but please.... Kill that piece of s**t.


"day 12" I prepared for my life, guns everywhere. I stuck spikes on my back for when he teleports and I wen't outside, like always I called him up and he immediantly went to my back and stabbed his hand right into my spikes "Gahhh" he yelped. I turned around and striked,



It was day thirteen, the radio stopped saying numbers and there were no more haunti---- SEE YOU SOON