*These are all entries of the victim's journal*
Entry 1 March 1, 1998
'Okay so, last night I had a very odd experience and after it happened I was 'advised by a friend to write all of my thoughts and/or experiences in this journal. It all began with a nightmare, a very unusual and vivid one to be honest. I have a TV room in the basement of my house. I was sitting in my reclining chair watching static, no lights were on and the only source of light was the TV. The static was very, very loud, until all of a sudden, it stopped. For a few moments there was nothing but dead silence, but after about forty seconds I heard footsteps coming down towards the basement. It was vivid and lasting enough that in my mind, I counted every step. I heard exactly thirteen steps on the staircase. I designed and built the house and know, there are only twelve steps on that staircase. In a moment's notice, I heard a raspy voice struggle to say "thirteen." It was almost as if the words were whispered into my sleeping ear. I awoke in shock and paralysing fear. After time passed and the fear died down, I had a strong, almost mind controlling impulse to go to the window. I staggered to the window of my country home and noticed a thin, rather tall figure standing still in my backyard. The figure made no movement at all; it just stood mysteriously in the fields, staring at the brick wall of my house. I watched in fear all night. I realized the sun had risen and the figure faded with the light. Clearly, this entity has reason for its actions. - Jason'
Entry 2 2-3
The last two days were mostly the same as day one; other than the odd fact that the figure seemed to get closer to the house every night. Also, the nightmare reoccured both nights with only one slight difference; the whisper at the end seemed louder every night. I've decided out of fear to stay awake with the hope that without sleep, I'll have no nightmare and without that, there will be no creature.
Entry 3 4-5
Okay, as I stated in my last entry tonight, I'm going to watch the window with my journal in my hands. I've noticed that around 6:30 p.m. the sun started setting and as the sun faded black, the shadow gained shape, as if he had never moved from last night. Obviously, my prediction was wrong and he still appeared, but he hadn't moved; this is a good sign. The sun is now rising and I feel a heavy need for sleep. I've noticed that the creature only appears at night and if I sleep in the day, I should have no problems.
Entry 4 5-6
I fell asleep around 7:30 a.m. on the fifth day and I awoke at 1:30 a.m. after a nightmare; this one drastically changed. The first nightmare had me sitting in a chair watching static and hearing footsteps. In this nightmare, there was no static on the TV, just the number "13" in red, with a black background. The TV blared murderous screams and wretched cries for help, instead of the regular sounds of the nightmare. As the dream went on, the screams faded slowly to the same ending as the last nightmares; thirteen footsteps on the twelve stairs. The end to this one was different though, the word "thirteen" was screamed into my ear multiple times. I awoke gasping to catch my breath in fear. This one was more vivid than the rest of the dreams and this urge was so strong, I felt lifted off my feet in a rush to the window. I was paralyzed when I got to the window and I saw the figure. This time much, much closer than ever. I know now I cannot fight this thing. It did this over me staying up. I don't want to know what it would do if I did anything else.
Entry 5 7-13
It has now been twelve days, the last few had been the same, but today gave me a very bad sense, seeing as how everything has been recently revolving around the number thirteen. I've felt so scared just to sleep. I'm resorting to medication to sleep... Tonight, I've only slept for about a half hour before the nightmare returned, this time it was almost normal, the static and old sounds had returned. The odd thing now was that there were no foot steps, no whispers, just me waking in the middle of the night to the urge of going to the window right then. When I got to the window I saw nothing at first, I rubbed my eyes in disbelief and after a few seconds I saw it. Tonight it moved, it looked me dead in the eyes and firmly placed its hand over what seemed to be its mouth. Time that felt like forever passed by and the entity faded with the wind, it was almost as if it ha
I am a close friend of Jason's, and I have taken these entries from his journal and posted them on the internet. What is here is the last thing Jason did. I wrote that the exact way it was in the journal, so sorry if there are errors. The police report was never released to the public, but I saw first hand that he died of strangulation. I saw bruises all over the body, as if he tried fighting whatever it was that took him. The strangest factor of his murder is the fact that there was no signs of forced entry and all doors were locked. For anyone with questions, contact me at M.Alden20@yahoo.com and do not request pictures. Jason made no sketches, he wasn't artistic, so there are no drawings of the being and his case is the only known sighting. I don't know my views on this creature, but I do know that Jason lived life as a bad person. Another thing I can say about this is do not mess with any kinds of entities, Jason had an odd obsessions with Ouija boards. He was very private about that.