I’m back again. Guys, I don’t know what’s going on anymore. I don’t know what the fuck is happening. I’ve been feeling very strangely lately. Let me start from the beginning.

Ever since I was forced to live at that damn base, those scientists have had 24/7 monitoring on me. I can’t even use the bathroom without being watched. They think I’m so goddamn important. What do they know? What relevance do I have with this situation?

You know, I just want to know what this thing wants with me. The only things I can think I have between that monster are these dreams I keep having. Something very strange has been going on with me lately. Lately, I’ve been very anxious. I keep getting these crazy damn urges to scratch my damn skin off. I’ve also been having these bizarre dreams.

However, despite the mental breakdown I’m going through right now, I have another experience to tell. This one is special to me. This isn’t special to me for a good reason. It’s special to me because it worries me more than anything else. Last night, I had a nightmare. This one was even worse than the one where I was the Squealer or something. Let me explain.

The dream started where I woke up laying face down in the middle of the woods. My face was covered in dirt and dead leaves. I couldn’t seem to find my way out. The woods seemed endless. After a while, I was abruptly startled by the sounds of screaming. It sounded like several voices howling in agony. A normal person would just run in the opposite direction. We’ve already established I’m not a normal person. I didn’t even wonder what was causing the screams. At this point, I already knew.

When I came across the cause, I wasn’t surprised, but I was disgusted. It was the Squealer. He was ripping apart and feasting on several soldiers. They screamed and flailed as he bit of pieces of them one by one with its two mouths. At one point, it even opened up a third mouth that was located directly under its chin. The mouth opened wide enough for it to swallow an entire soldier whole. He was even using a pile of the discarded pieces of their bodies as a seat.

The Squealer turned to face me. He smiled at me. Blood and meat dripped from all three of his disgusting mouths. I didn’t want to cower. I didn’t want to back down. I stood my ground and asked him a question. It seemed that I had a random pattern of being able to communicate with monster through dreams. I had to know why it wanted me. I had to know why it kept targeting me in particular. Without fear, I asked it a question.

“What do you want from me?”

The monster’s smiles got even wider. He picked one of the soldiers who was screaming and pleading to be let go. He took two of his sharp fingers and carefully jammed them in the man’s throat, removing his vocal cords. He then swallowed them and began to speak in the man’s voice.

“My child, haven’t I explained enough to you?”

“Technically, you haven’t explained shit to me.”

He laughed loudly. The sounds of his laughter echoed throughout the woods, causing birds in the nearby trees to flee. He spoke more.

“Come, friend. Sit next to me. You have questions. I have answers.”

The Squealer patted a pile of corpses beside him, inviting me to sit next to him. The last remaining man screamed more and more. I could see that the Squealer was getting visibly annoyed. Without warning, he picked up the screaming man and abruptly snapped his neck. The man’s head turn 180 degrees. Just like that, his screams were silenced.

“What are you waiting for? Get over here. Let’s chat.” Squealer insisted.

“I’d rather not.” I said.

“Perhaps you didn’t get it. I said...HAVE A SEAT!!!!!!!!”

His arm stretched to grab me. He pulled me towards him and forced me to sit on the pile of corpses next to him. From that point on, I wouldn’t oppose his wishes. He began to explain everything to me. At least, he explained what I wanted to know. However, he also made a proposition. He answered the question of what he wanted from me. Now, I regret ever asking.

“I’ll keep this simple. I can only hold you for so long in this dream. Yes, this is a dream. You see, child, I have many powers. One of which is being able to communicate through dreams. Of course, I can’t talk in the real world without someone’s vocal cords. Now, if I remember correctly, you wanted to know what I wanted with you?”

“Uh...yeah.” I said shaking in fear.

“Well, I need you for a very...big...reason. You are essential to my plans.”

“Plans?”

“As you know, my body is 100% made out of human. My organs also work the same way. My body runs like a human’s. Therefore, like a human, I age. While I can live off any human’s organs, that doesn’t include one thing. I must carefully pick the organ that controls everything. Do you get what I mean?”

My heart sank into my stomach. In that moment, I knew what he meant. I knew what he wanted. It all made sense.

“You...want...my brain?” I asked.

“Mason, I’m getting old. My body is dying. You can keep this body going. I knew you were perfect the moment I laid eyes on you. I’ve been following you for quite some time. I need a younger brain to continue living. I could sense you. I could smell you. I could tell that you were my next desire. You were the next one to play the role. The next one to live inside this shell, taking on the life of a killer. What do you say? Will you accept the responsibility?”

My face began to tear up. I was absolutely afraid for my life.

“Why me?” I asked whimpering.

“Because I’ve been following you ever since that fateful day. That day you lost them. You lost your beloved family. Your brain showed dread, sadness, disappointment, and pain. And those brains are the only ones that can handle a body fit for what I do. Do you seriously think a happy person could handle this? I need someone who I know could handle the pain of this life. Someone who has nothing to live for. Why not you?”

Before I could say anything else, the world around us started to shake.

“It looked like you’re starting to wake up. I’ll give you some time to consider my offer. See you in a few days.” said Squealer.

Before I knew it, I woke up in my bedroom back at my house. How the hell did I get here? How the hell did I get out of the base without anyone noticing? I didn’t care what was the principle. I’m just happy it was all a dream.

What the hell was that dream? That was just a dream, right? That wasn’t anything significant or real, right? I’m honestly scared right now. I can feel that this story is coming to a close end. I’m going to go for now. As you know, I’ll keep you informed on the next coming days.

This is Officer Mason. Please help me.