Log 1

My name is carl. It all started when I read a poem that's about a family and their "fate". It goes like this :
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Tick tock, the clock ticks
Once a manor, now guests wait
Girl swallowed by water
Boy swallowed by hate
And a woman swallowed by greed
Now dancing with fate

Trapped in hell to relive his sin
Being chased by the spirits, when the light's dim
Revenge they want, revenge they'll get
When the clock stops his fate is set

Though revenge ain't enough to set them free
Reveal his name for all to see.
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I read it on a piece of paper I found while cleaning my bag that I brought on our school retreat. It's stuffed between my journal notebook crumpled, with black spots on the edges of the paper. Like it's been burned, or attempted to be burned.

I disregarded it at the time thinking it's just a poem, made to creep by my classmates to creep me out when I read it, but when I asked them all about it, they're unfamiliar with the hand writing, saying it's too messy for them to have wrote it. It felt weird, but I just threw it away.

When I slept that night though, I felt as if I'm floating, while my body can't move. I panicked, and tried to move, but as I struggled, my body then felt as if It was dropped down deep cliff, I'm now gasping for air trying to hard to open my eyes until finally I landed on a concrete floor. My eyes quickly opened, and I saw a huge hotel called "old manor". Whilst not feeling any pain, I stood up confused, while looking at the hotel.

The hotel sored to the sky with no visible roof nor end to it. Now I had a lot of crazy dreams before this, but in this dream I felt as if I was actually there. While Looking around the surrounding buildings  I noticed that I was undeniably taller, bulkier, and I was wearing a navy blue suit. While feeling confused, I walked up to the huge, but old looking hotel. As I entered the bell boy greeted me while wearing a big empty smile. He told me "welcome back sir, may I get you something?". The smiling bell boy's eyes terrified me, for it stared at me dark and empty, while not even blinking. The bell boy then reached out his pocket and said "oh, you forgot your keys earlier mr. @#$-@." His voice distorted whilst saying my name to the point that I cannot even make out what he's trying to say.

The bell boy then asked for my briefcase then showed me to my room #204. While outside the room though, the bell boy suddenly vanished with the key appearing in my right hand. The walls around the halls turned from fancy gold, to burnt rubble. As I was puting the key in the keyhole, I heard and ominous clock ticking slowly. (tick) it echoed

throughout the hall, (tock). I slowly then put my hands on the handle, shaking nervously on what I'm about to see behind the door. (Tick)......(Tock) I opened the door gently, as the clock ticks throughout the hall. I was sweating profusely, without a reason, it may be the ticking clock or the presence of what's behind this door. As It creaked open I slowly saw a woman singing, while brushing her hair.

Down the wind blows, down the water flows
Where's my boy, where's my gir-

It then looked at me with her sweet and loving smile. At this point my body's now acting in it's own. I walked casually to the woman, and sat right by her at the bed. She asked my how my day was going then without my control I spoke, in a deep and unnerved voice "The company's shutting down" I then heard a splashing in the bathroom. The woman said

"Our daughter's taking a short bath"

the woman chuckled. I then stood up and went to bathroom, muttering something to my self

"It's all her fault"

over and over. I now have no control over my body, I now am just a spectator on the eyes of myself. When I entered the bathroom a girl is now on the bathtub facing down. I panicked and and grabbed the little girl and took her to the living room, and did cpr to no avail.

With my panic I didn't notice the room have changed, strange red stains are now visible in the walls. The clock ticked faster than before, and the woman is now staring at me with blood dripping down her head. Those bloodshot eyes stared at me and said,

"Why'd you do it honey?"

Her voice was soft, but full of anger, terrified I looked around the room, And I saw a boy with his head bashed through the window. He then started crying while blood is spilling out of his head. I can't describe the feelings that I felt when all of this transpired, but when I looked at the little girl I knew, that I'm experiencing the most terrifying dream.

The girl turned almost dark gray as if her life has been sucked out of her body. The girl then opened her eyes that stared unto my eyes, it's redness is piercing through my soul as if it's trying to poke it out. The clock then ticked louder (Tick) I stood up frantically my body shaking as it moves. The woman stood up (Tock). The lights started flicking as she walked towards me, twitching. She muttered "why did you kill us, why did you kill us" over and over. Terrified I told her I didn't do anything. But she's still twitching her voice getting louder and louder, until finally she shouted, "WHY DID YOU KILL US!" She then came after me. I ran as fast as I can through the halls trying to find the stairs. But as I was running the hall seemed to never end, and she's just there chasing after me.

My breathing's getting muffled, I kept running  while the clock ticks louder and louder. (Tick) (TOCK) it became deafining. It came faster and faster, my heart then beats with it. Faster and faster it ticked, faster and faster I ran, but no matter how fast I am she still is catching up to me. Through the endless halls I finally saw a turn, and it looked like the hall has finally ended. I ran As fast as I could hoping to get out of this nightmare but as I was turning the clock stopped ticking.

And when I turned the boy greeted me " hi father" with his face almost unrecognizable, Glass shards sticking out of his face. Right next to him is the girl silent but is looking directly at me, with a menacing and hateful gaze. They looked at me while I try to go back but the woman catched up to me tackling me to the ground. I panicked but with the kids holding up my hands I can't move one inch. I then saw her, once beautiful face and sweet smile, turned into a hateful smirk. Her face is all burned and her hair's so long that it's wiggling into my mouth. The kids then covered my face with a cloth. I don't remember what happened then but the pain I felt were almost real. Sharp thing beings stabbed into me. The trauma made me forget what happened after that. But I woke up looking at my side, it was dark and my dream made me gasping for air. I touched my body luckily there's nothing peculiar happened to it.

As I looked up to the ceiling trying to contemplate what just happened, whether it was real or not, I saw Two blood shot eyes, and a glowing wide smile right at my face, it then whispered to me "pass on the story, for me to not return".

Later that day, I tried finding the note and searched the internet for it's origin.

Apparently the poem originated in Ireland, and people who have read it will dream of all of the things I mentioned. And the only way for the dreams to not come back is to make people read the poem. I'm sorry guys this is the only thing I could think of, to not get that nightmare again. I'm sorry and Goodluck.