I don't have much time to type this , but I'll share what I can. a few weeks after I posted MY last post, I got curious and decided to come back and check out the blog. I then found the post before this one. I didn't post that. I don't know who did. I was seriously worried after I saw it. when I went to go edit and delete the post, my "scar" began to burn intensely and I jumped back from the instant pain. then the rest of my body began to go numb. before I knew it, I was on the ground to the point of nearly fainting. I was on the edge of consciousness when I heard the back door of my house burst open. seconds afterward, a dark figure rushed into my room. I couldn't see the finer details of them, because of the pain my vision had become somewhat blurred as well. I was immediately pinned down, unnecessarily I might add, and my arms and legs were tied up. I was then flung over the figure's shoulder, and they rushed out the same way they forcefully came in. this was when I entirely lost consciousness. the next thing I remember is waking up in what seemed to be a dark room, pitch black with no light. I couldn't move, and I felt like something heavy was holding me down. all I could do was lay there. after what seemed like an eternity, I heard voices. they were faint, so I couldn't quite make out what they were saying. I tried to call out to them for help, but my voice wouldn't work either. then, more voices joined the ones already present. then more, and more. until it sounded like an entire stadium of people were speaking, watching me in complete darkness. they were overwhelming. they didn't stop talking, they just kept going. I thought that I was going to complete lose my mind... not like I already had though. I don't know how long this went for, but I was completely conscious the entire time. then, the voices subsided. after that, I heard a voice, as clear as day, say to me, "we are waiting for you. waiting for you to join our great nothingness." after that, I finally blacked out. then what seemed liked immediately afterward, I woke up, in my bed. as if nothing had happened. I didn't feel any pain. I was able to do everything I normally could. I got up to check what day it was.... and I couldn't believe it. a whole month had passed. I... I don't know how the hell that happened. it's the longest I've been "unconscious", I guess. I panicked. I would assume that people were worried about me being gone that long. I called a few people, including my family, to check to see if they had known or done anything about my long absence. what came next shocked me. apparently, "I" had been doing everything I normally do the past month, as if nothing had happened to me. but I don't remember it. none of it at all. was it really me that was doing everything they said I was? I just don't know what to think anymore. I never wanted this. I don't want any more to happen to me. I'm getting sick of this. but right now, I need to go lay down... I know this might be a bad joke, but don't be surprised if this happens to me again right now. hopefully it doesn't, haha. ugh, I wish I knew the answers to all this. but I already know that trying to investigate will get me nowhere. just how long will I have to endure this... toture?