I just woke up, Barley is still asleep. I looked back out into window facing the road and the shrub was gone, nothing there. That sort of made me feel great, better to be honest. But still, what the hell was that thing.
Whatever. Everything is okay, I should not even panic. Like, why should I care about the dumb spider anyway? He was nothing but in the way. If anything I am glad he died, it stops him from slowing me down.
Still something felt wrong.
Very wrong.
But I guess I will continue my day as normal.
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Charley's Diary
HorrorJust a little more story ideas for "Old Buddy" as told by Charley's perspective. Such as Charley's thoughts on the creatures, as well as little hints. Sorry if it is not well written.
