February 27 2015 My hood barely covered my eyes, I was too old for this. I had been trying for almost a decade to summon a demon, but to no avail. But I had been convinced to try one last time, my mates, Tallan, Sammy, and David, who were clothed in the matching colors of black and red, each stood in one of five pentacles. Ours surrounded a massive one in the middle of the floor. The ritual was almost complete, In unison we chanted "Vocem inferorum condita creatura, nunc te voco huic mortali spiram, quaeso vos, caveam, et ut ego te volo. Quaeso vos, caveam, et ut ego te volo. Caveam. Et ut ego te volo!" As we finished a thundering roar filled the basement, suddenly the middle pentacle began filling up with smoke, the smoke, as if with a life of its own, felt at the edges of the pentacle, almost like it was trying to find a way out. "Gonzalo, Tallan, David," We all turned to Sammy "It worked!" Sammy was practically bouncing with joy. Then like the crack of a whip the smoke froze, it began slowly, slithering out through a small crack in its pentacle, as more and more of the smoke got out it began going faster, and faster, until it shattered the pentacle. "Nobody move!" I yelled "Our pentacles should protect us" Should... March 1 2015 I don't know how I made it out of that house, that thing, it ripped them apart. Then even worse, it took their forms, I ran, there was nothing I could do, I had seen my friends massacred. I had doomed them, we should have ran. There was nothing I could do, I'm only human, right? March 4 2015 I saw him today, Tallan, or what was once him. I'm pretty sure he saw me to. I have new plan, the police, they can help, right? March 8 2015 Oh my god, oh my god! They didn't stand a chance, he wiped them out, the monster. I had walked in normally, I told them what I had done. They looked at me and laughed, told me I'm insane. Then he came, he came, he came once they knew, they didn't stand a chance! They told me I was mad, I'm not, right? March 24 2015 It's been sixteen days since last I wrote, sixteen days. I am hidden, hidden were none shall know. This church, my sanctuary, shall protect me, right? March 26 2015 He is here, I can feel it, come to claim the last person that knows about him, he's come for me, me, he came to take me as he did the rest. I am clever, yes, oh so clever. This journal, this journal of mine, out the window it shall go within fifteen ticks of the clock, my last message, If you find this let others know, I don't believe he can find you, nothing can hunt a man down through his knowledge, right?