"WHAT THE ? WHAT THE WAS THAT THING AND WHY DOES IT KNOW MY NAME?"

"DO YOU HEAR IT?"

"REVERIE. WHERE ARE YOU?"
"REVERIE. COME HERE."
"REVERIE. COME HERE."
"REVERIE. COME HERE."

"..."

"Reverie. Are you there sis? I- I'm scared and I need to know your okay. Come one out.. P- Please..."

Message 1: The mine. (Trigger warning: Written gore and description of mutated corpses.)

Message 2: Reverie running from the dream eater.

Message 3: Blank.

Upcoming: Solo version of 1, rewrite of 2.

"Something about these creatures. Its wrong. Their nature. It's... I- I don't consider myself religious. Not particularly at least. But when I went to that town there was a church. Before I went out to hunt they gave me a rosary. I took it as a curtesy. couldn't hurt. Later that night i was in the deep woods when I found a run down house. I went inside and started looking. I heard something, when I got to the bedroom upstairs, I saw... I don't even know how to put it into words. Wait- here. I drew it earlier so I wouldn't forget."

...

"The smell... the way its neck cracked when it looked at me. The way it fucking smiled at me. It wasn't a mindless monster. There was too much malice in its eyes. I froze. It was about charge me when I fumbled my rifle. It flinched. Like a full human flinch of fear. When I look down I saw the Rosary Father Donavon gave me was around my neck. I don't even remember when I put it on. Something about the sight of it made that thing physically flinch. It was only a flinch but enough time for me to shoot it. It it let out this awful screech as it ran off tanking the shot. Bursted right through the window. I ran for the town right after. When I finally cooled off and went to wipe the tears off my face there was blood mixed with my tears.

I never want to see that thing ever again. And never want to find out what it would have done to me.
That town- That county, hell that entire fucking reality is cursed by something awful."
"Do not go to Redwood."