It seems to scare me even more, but at the same time, comforts me. It's eyes stare at me with no intent of violence. I wonder if it's waiting for something or has grown attached to me. It does show up with fresh blood on it's lips and soil stains it's hands, but it doesn't bother me that much.
It continues to come into my bedroom at night. When I saw it last night, I wanted to speak to it, but I was still too scared to muster up any words. Fear caught hold of my voice and kept it trapped within my throat.
I dearly wish to know it's intent and reasons for watching me ever so closely. Is it attachment? Obsession? Reminder? Patience? I don't know, but I wish I knew. During the day, I can't seem to focus because my mind is constantly on the Rake. It haunts my thoughts and I over-think things.
Tonight is another night. It's probably awaiting my descent into slumber. Once I turn off the lights, it will find it's way in and once again, and watch me. I wonder how I manage to sleep know that it's in the room. Maybe it uses an ability to make me sleep. Maybe it wants to hurt me in my sleep, or it doesn't want me to suffer from sleep deprivation. I'm not entirely sure. It's frightening and comforting presence confuses me.
What am I destined for? What does it want with me? I guess I must start my research on it. Tonight, I will attempt communication with the Rake.
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