It's been a week since my predicament and the man in the tophat hasn't left his house.
I've looked at his house periodically and discovered a few interesting points.
1. The man seems to live in the dark, through the times I've looked at his house the lights never seem to turn on.
2. Throughout the night at around 11 PM his house glows red and I get a headache looking at the house
When I put these two things together I get a super uneasy feeling, it's something I can't quite put my finger on.
Why doesn't the man leave his house? how does the man eat? so many questions are left unanswered as if the man himself doesn't exist, perhaps the man isn't a man at all perhaps he's a monster.
What am I thinking I'm simply creating delusions in my head to make myself feel better, ding I heard as the doorbell rang, coming I said as I walked towards the door.
I opened the door and there was a package a really peculiar package, it wasn't your normal cardboard box it was decorated oddly.
Weird lines on the box colored red and a glowing white center, I took the box inside and sat in on the table.
I opened the box wondering what was inside, It was a note.
[Dear Mr. Kingsley, I'm writing this letter to you under the name Jack. Recently I've noticed you looking towards my house, is there something you find interesting? You must, if you want I can give you a tour if not please stop looking. It makes me really uncomfortable when you look towards my house at 11 PM when I'm working]
My wife was mad at me for observing the man however the man never looked toward me, certainly, it wasn't a security camera at which he was observing me, after all, no security camera in this day and age could ever dream of reaching as far as another house.
how odd I wondered but I pushed that thought behind me and walked towards the man or "Jack's" house which seemed to be waiting for Halloween, numerous tombstones littered the property, scarecrows to ward off crows, and strange letter/markings around the house and sheds wall.
I knocked on the door three times, dun, dun, dun, I heard the sound of gears turning and a loud creaking sound.
The door finally opened, anticlimactic I thought to myself, my wife followed inside without even waiting for Jack to greet us.
The interior of the house seemed to change since the last time I saw it, I'm not simply talking about furniture moving... no I'm talking about the formation in which the house itself resides has changed.
The mini library seems to have turned into a spiral filled with books, strange patches of black at certain edges of the house, and a slight vibration somewhere, and the vibration it, the vibration is like in my ear.
How strange I wondered, how can a house simply change in the matter of a week, it seemed Impossible as the man never stepped outside, his black sedan still parked outside with tire marks.
Any previous indicators of the past owners seemingly vanished.
The man told us to sit down which we did, we sat by a table made of rosewood, on chairs of spruce, two woods that don't mix but seem to fit perfectly in the setting we're currently in.
As always my wife "Rebecca" paid no mind to the sites around us and instead focused on the man in the kitchen, the kitchen was hard to describe It was a dark space with plants glowing blue, lighting up the dark space, there was a red eyeball above the man creating a purple light.
The man exited the kitchen and fed us strange-looking food once again.
My vision turned blurry and my wife seemingly passed out, I looked towards the man once more and he had tentacles surrounding him, the red eye above his head sort of like a hat, eyes glowing orange with a shine.
waking up I noticed what looked like a tattoo of a tentacle my wife in bed noticed this strange-looking tattoo.
The man's house vanished as if he was never here in the first place, my wife not even knowing whom I was talking about.
My life went on as normal I drank my coffee and started writing, my hands were shaking and I was extremely tired.
over the past few nights, I've had strange strange dreams, dreams of huge beasts, I dreamt of a huge lighthouse in a forest.
The man who appeared in my dreams multiple times, told me to come closer as if he knew me.
I woke up in his house I noticed my hands weren't mine but I looked in the mirror and I had his face I became the man
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