This Place Is A Trap

I had a really weird dream last night. At least, I think it was a dream. I woke up and my head was pounding like it did after I remembered that other timeline, or whatever it was.  At first, it was nice. It was me and this guy (Rei, I think his name was?) on a date. We were at a football game, which is something I didn't know I knew about until now. We weren't really there for the game though. We were there for something else. I can't remember what it was. We had popcorn and sodas though, and we went off to meet up with some friends.  Then it changed. I woke up somewhere that I didn't recognize. Dream me was scared, and had been for a while. I felt...a lot younger in this part of the dream than in the part with Rei. Like I was a tiny child. This green-faced figure had dragged me into this blank white-walled room with a chair and a table in it, and a counter against one wall, I think. The figure was like, bald or something, but there were white strips all over their face...

This is going to be a weird request, but can someone link me to some pictures of moose and deer and elk? I'm investigating something. 

I noticed a lot of people seem to be finding this again. Uh...hi. I know it's been a while since I last posted and I really have no excuse this time I've just been...here, I guess. Nothing is happening, and it's kind of disquieting. For those of you who are new, feel free to ask me some questions, scroll through the backlog, and familiarize yourself. I know it's kind of a lot, but I need to get all of this out. Especially now that I know more. There is also a Discord server that Theo, a good friend, made. I'm not in there but a lot of the people who follow this blog probably are.  And if you don't mind, spread the word about Winter Hollow. Warn people about it if they plan on going through Wyoming.  Thank you.

Dad hasn't let me out of the house since the moose thing happened. On one hand, I can speak freely for once now that Silas isn't over my shoulder constantly, but on the other...he memories of that other timeline haven't faded away. The one with the Tumblr blog. I haven't been able to stop thinking about it, even if it gives me a headache.  That other me...she was so alone. Her parents couldn't deal with her illness, she was bullied at school...Rei, Reina, and Entriken were all she had. They killed people to try and make themselves whole...that other me held such a deep hatred for people. It's so scary understanding exactly how she feels, understanding why she did what she did. If I could stop this from killing me by taking another life? Not gonna lie it'd be hard to say no to that.  ...Ashton, if you see this I'm sorry. For everything. I'm sorry for what we did to you, to Basic, to Laura, to everyone. If this makes you want to stop investigating with...

I hate this. I fucking hate this. Everyone can tell that I'm feeling off and I can't fucking stand their pitying looks. Everyone keeps offering to help me with shit and I'm going to start chopping the fingers off of every single person that reaches out to help me up steps or offers to help me carry dishes to the dish room at work. Fuck this, fuck Payton, fuck everyone in this stupid fucking town. I'm not fucking helpless.

Just discovered a gopher was molting in our attic and now there's maggots all over the kitchen. Don't know where it is now but I swear to god if I have to see another molted gopher I'm going to lose my shit. I don't remember ever having to deal with this before we moved here.  What are animals like outside of Winter Hollow? I remember going to the zoo once when I was super tiny and my favorites were like...I think these sheep things. They had big curly horns and they looked like clouds almost.  I can't even approach most of the animals here. They'll try to eat you or just stare at you until you leave. Half the animals aren't even animals. They're just gross evil things shaped like animals. At least, that's what the radio host says. My parents never let me near enough to them to find out. 

Do you ever feel like you're forgetting something? Like, you feel like you went somewhere or did something but you don't remember what it was?  It's so annoying when it happens...and considering what I've been experiencing lately, it's a little extra freaky. I don't like it. What if I forget something vital?

I'm kind of glad winter is finally getting over. It always feels way too long here. Besides, autumn is my favorite season, so I'll get to enjoy that for the next month or so, unless God forbid we get another snowstorm.  I don't think that's a weird Winter Hollow thing, I think it's just a Wyoming thing. Sometimes right when the leaves are about to reattach to the trees is just starts snowing, and it's kind of annoying.  Ah well. It'll stop eventually and we'll get that crisp, wonderful autumn I love so much.