The Diary ~ January 8th 1989

in #horror3 years ago (edited)

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I have been busy for the last 3 days. I have been executing my research. I went to a coffee shop, I have never been to, way out of my neighborhood, and waited for a man my Father’s size to enter. It took 2 days for the perfect man to appear. The stranger ordered a coffee and I ordered another coffee, after him, and pretended to take his coffee by mistake. I went and sat down; pretending to begin to put sugar in it, to smell it and realize it was the wrong coffee. When I leaned over to smell it I had the crushed up pills in my hand and dumped them in while I covered my nose to smell. Then I stood and walked over to the man sitting at his own table and told him I believe I got his coffee by mistake. He thanked me and I retrieved my coffee from the counter.

He proceeded to add sugar, creamer, and stir and drink it. I knew he was going to stay for a while because he had ordered a sandwich with it. I also get to see if food changes the effects. I waited there and closely watched him and in about 30 minutes he was acting weird. He was acting very tired and could not keep his head up. About 10 minutes later, he got up and fell back down.

The manager called an ambulance and I waited. The ambulance took about 10 minutes to get there and he was still out cold, snoring. Perfect, it takes about 20 to 30 minutes from the coffee place we normally go to, to the warehouse and then I can drag out finding my book for a few minutes if I have too.

Now to find a woman to study too; I may not need to ask the doctor after all. The fewer people I talk to about this; the better I have at completing it. I read a murder mystery book and the murder would say; “I told no one and that is the only reason I was not caught.” The murderer in the mystery book was caught; a friend asked him a question about where he was one night a woman was murdered and he answered wrong. Once realizing his mistake, he went to kill his friend to find he had already gone to the police.

The murder was arrested entering his friend’s house, intending to kill him. I am not taking any chances; this has to be perfect to work.