For Anyone Who Will Find This...................... September 25, 2008
Ok, so two things happened in the last few weeks, one good, and one bad. I will start with the good. This booklet, at first didn't seem to contain anything useful. Only yesterday did I notice something that was honestly freaky. The final page has a crossword puzzle, before we looked past the words in the actual puzzle. I now noticed the word 'Cabin' was one of the words, I had to turn on the lamp, because it was dark, and it was the end of the day. I decided to write down all the words used in the puzzle, it didn't take me long to form a sentence out of this.
"Find.Missing.Page.Escape.Cabin". Reading this freaked me the fuck out! This reminded me of when I was a kid, and after watching a scary movie, I would feel paranoid, I don't remember the movie, but damn, it felt like something was going to scare me after reading that.
Why did we never realize page 38 was missing? Its this fucking cabin, I'm sure of it. I can barely concentrate in this cabin, especially around Sophia.... My mind is drifting so much, now onto the bad thing... She lost her orange hunting pants! We have been washing our clothes one shirt/pants at a time. We let them dry outside, and we avoid interacting since we are half nude. She blamed me for stealing her pants, but I would never do that! Someone, or something took them. I don't want to say this, but I wonder if she's lying? I know it must be uncomfortable wearing pants with her furry doe legs......
I Wont ler her be NAKED FROM THE WAIST DOWN! We are Human, We are Hunters, not fucking animals. She is now wearing parts of a shower curtan that I cut apart. It forms a link around her privates, it covers her womanhood, but not everything. Her ass, god I have a fetish, or maybe its natural for a man to feel this way. Shower curtain pieces that I cut up just don't cover her thick furry curves. I stare a lot, and she knows it. This lust, in a way she controls me. She owns real-estate inside my brain....
I'm sorry. This journal was supposed to tell our full story, and I have been leaving out some crucial details. It's obvious we are becoming deer, but that isn't all. I mentioned in the past journal that I have breasts. I have them, I'm a man I swear! Even now I can look down, they aren't that big, but they sag, which would be normal for a 40 year old woman. I promise to have surgery when I get back. Maybe Martha wouldn't care?
My breasts are something I can deal with. Something is always lurking underneath that shower curtain panties of Sophie however. I see it dangling underneath that fabric, I shiver every time I see it. My mouth waters, my nipples harden. Her seductive legs as she walks.... I got distracted again didn't I?
So page 38 is missing from the big dipper constellation National Geographic booklet, Fuck that's a mouthful. Where is the page? I seem to be right that we need to solve a set of puzzles to get out of here. So if anyone gets stuck here like me and my mate, you will atleast know to look around. God my head hurts, I think I need some rest. That page needs to be found. 38? Why 38? The clue might be 38. I'm going to take a long cold shower, after writing about Mary.. Scratch that I meant Sophie.... SOPHIA! I can't even spell my ma...... Daughters name? I think I have been way to stressed lately..........