Liz Zemlicka

Tag: Journal Entry

  • Mile Marker 117 – Part 2: “The Voice on the Radio”

    Mile Marker 117 – Part 2: “The Voice on the Radio”

    A mysterious encounter on the highway leaves the driver questioning reality. A faded Polaroid reveals a chilling truth: the woman seen in the rearview mirror is the driver’s future self.

  • MILE MARKER 117

    MILE MARKER 117

    The investigation centers on the mysterious disappearance of truck driver Daniel Mercer near Mile Marker 117, where similar incidents have occurred over forty years. Despite no physical evidence, multiple witnesses have recalled a farmhouse that isn’t documented. Seeking answers, the narrator plans to explore this enigmatic location, questioning the nature of the disappearances.

  • Journal Entry #4: It’s Too Late

    Journal Entry #4: It’s Too Late

    I Should Have Listened Am I losing my mind? A flash of lightning split the sky. For an instant, the street appeared again. And something was standing at the far end of it. I blinked. Darkness swallowed everything. Another flash. The figure was closer. My breath caught. It hadn’t moved. It couldn’t have. There hadn’t…

  • I Found a Journal Written by Future Me.

    I Found a Journal Written by Future Me.

    Future me was trying to warn me. The journal was sitting on my kitchen table when I got home from work. At first, I thought someone had broken into my apartment. I froze in the doorway, staring at the black leather notebook resting beside my coffee mug like it belonged there. The apartment was silent…

  • Journal Entry #9

    Journal Entry #9

    One minute I was standing in the kitchen trying to force myself to eat something, and the next I was staring at the microwave clock like I’d just woken from a dream.

  • Journal Entry #8

    Journal Entry #8

    Before leaving my apartment, I set everything up one last time. The camera is recording through the entire night now, not just between 3:00 and 4:00 a.m. I left my laptop open on the bedside table with the sleep recording app running too.

  • Journal Entry #7

    Journal Entry #7

    Finally, she paused the video and looked at me. “I think this is your sleep paralysis demon.” I nodded like that sentence meant something reassuring. It didn’t. “What about the conversations?” I asked. “The voices?” She hesitated before answering. “I don’t know,” she admitted quietly. “But honestly… that part scares me more.” Me too. The…

  • Journal Entry #6

    Journal Entry #6

    It moved smoothly across the floor without any real motion, gliding through the darkness toward my bed. The shape was impossibly tall, thin enough that it almost looked stretched. Its arms hung too low at its sides, long enough to nearly touch the floor. Almost human. But wrong. Completely wrong.

  • Journal Entry #5

    Journal Entry #5

    Something keeps bothering me about the recordings. Every time the voices speak, they refer to someone as “he.” Not she. “He moved rooms tonight.” “He’s starting to notice.” So who are they talking about? Because it can’t be me. I’m a woman.

  • Journal Entry #4

    Journal Entry #4

    Last night, I fell asleep on the couch with the TV on. I thought I was too terrified to sleep after everything that’s happened these past few nights, but eventually exhaustion won. I remember trying to drown out my thoughts with mindless noise from the television. When I woke up, the TV was off. The…