I am writing this in hopes that this will find someone however, if anyone sees this journal, I am likely insane or dead. I have comes to terms with that.
A couple of days ago I saw it again. That thing. That Watcher.
It was motionless on the ridge of the hill to the east, towering above the broken skyline like a statue carved from the midnight. Its body was a dark blue colour, a haze, almost like smoke trapped in moonlight. And those eyes, glowing white, piercing through the fog like they were staring into my soul, or maybe even through it.
That screech. A deep, bone shaking sound that made the air feel heavier. It did not move. It did not speak. it just watched. I have used that Gauntlet too many times. I know that. Every jump feels heavier. The air bends wrong. People look at me like I'm fading. And now these things, these awful awful things... they're following me.
Yesterday I asked a trader in the village about them. He did not say a single word, just made a sign with his hands and walked away. Maybe he thinks I'm insane? Maybe I am? I saw some strange graffiti too, it wrote "FREEDOM IS FLEETING". No one else seemed to see it which is strange, I even had one of the village kids come up to me and ask if i was alright, he said I was just staring into space. It was there, I know it was. I have made my mind up, if i see that thing again, I'm not running anymore. I need answers. Or maybe i need to stop using that thing before its too late.
But i can't stop. Not yet.