6th of Lulida 2,198

Hello again. I do apologize... I believe today’s entry will be much shorter. I don’t really have much to report on today other than one very big thing. If you’ll remember, yesterday, I reported on how I had had a most... upsetting dream. The dream had felt so vivid and the contents of it were just as worrying. I’d hoped that it was, in fact, just that, a dream, but today, I found out that that belief was pure idealism.

When I revisited the building where my therapist operated, I found that my dream was far more than just a dream. The door to the building had been open, so decided to let myself in. Once inside, I made my way to the room where I had been in the dream. Inside, pinned to the walls by several spikes of blood. There was blood dripping down the wall behind her, blood on the floor. And even a pool of blood right on the floor where I could look and see the reflection of a truly broken person.

After that, I simply went home. I reported the incident to the building’s owner and allowed them to take care of everything. They asked a lot of questions, but I really did not have answers for them. I still didn’t really have answers for myself. I’m off to work now, so I do suppose I will write later if anything happens.

So... Unfortunately, something did happen. I had been wanting to try and fix what has been done to me, but I apparently didn’t know what I was doing. I made rash decisions and that has led to some... terrible things. I now have four lives on my hands.

I attempted to cure myself using the purest form of creation we had in the laboratory. We added it in to a syringe and then injected it directly in to my system. We hoped that, due to my previous affinity for creation, there would be enough left in my body for a proper conversion to be made, but the pure destruction must have been far too corruptive.

My body fully rejected the creation and unleashed a torrent of blood spikes from my body... Unfortunately, all of my colleagues were in the room and the spikes... they... killed them. All of them... I’m sorry. I must end this entry here...