I’ve been following paths and walking down strange hallways. I’m in search of something. It feels like a mystery story. I keep following clues that just lead me to more questions. So far I’ve linked unknown variables to when I was five, ten, and fifteen. There’s much more to it than that and many more events to fit into the picture. I’m working on the black thing, but a specific photograph keeps haunting me. I was five years old. There’s some thing eerie to me about it, but I can’t figure out why. I need more answers.