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The Everchanging.                                              12/20/17; By Arik M.
(Note; this is a work of fiction. Any actual people, location, or other characters would be of pure coincidence.)

Post #1; Hello. My name Thomas Moore. I have just recently just moved into some quirky little town near the Appalachian Mountians. I can not quiet tell you the name of the town. The reason for this is quiet simple by my opinion; the name of it is really wierd and hard to pronunce. It sounds like some sort of old Cherooke indian name, but I am not sure. Anyway, I should get back to unpacking my junk. Their's a lot to get through and I can't waste anymore time than I already have.

Post #2; Just starting at some old inn called "The Tribal Tee-Pee". So my hunch was right about the name. The inn is nice, with a decent staff, time schedule, and pay. But when I say decent staff, I do not mean that  everyone  is quiet normal. This one guy, Philip, is quiet unhinged. I don't know what his deal is. From what I have seen, he does not show up on time, horasses the guests with inane rambiling, and is always outback shooting himself up with whatever drugs he has on him. Hell, I would not be suprised if he shot up the entire place up with bullets, since, like I said earlyer, he is a bit unhinged.

Post #3; Got to talk to Philip today and asked him what his deal was. He shouted at me at first, then cried, then shouted some more at me. He eventually ditched out on work and went home. Another employee though, Sidney, told me what Philip's deal was. She told me that he had heard some story about some creature or whatever, that can morph into anything imaginable, wether its fictional or real. Philip decided to go into the nearby woods to were this thing lived in and tried to prove that it did not exist. The next day, when he came to work, he had some pretty bad injuries with a look of absolute terror on his face. He kept muttering some weird name throughout the day. Since that day, he has not been the same again. Well, whatever the reason, I would also disbelieve such a story about a creature, but after hearing that, I am quiet curious to know more about it.

Post #4; Went to the nearest museum around here, which is about a mle and a half away. When I arrived I looked for any historians that new of the story I had heard of. Luckily for me, there was one. He calls himself "Ancient", since he knows baisicly the history of the town, eversince it was it was just an old forest with nothing but trees as far as the eye could see. He told me that the story I told him, told me what this creature was. Apperently this creature, called Winchika, was apperently worshiped as a god by the Cherooke and how they would slaughter most of their livestock to feed and appease Winchika. That had been the most strangest visit to a museum that I had ever been on. Oh, crap, the food is burning. Gotta go.

Post #5; Decided to pack equipment and such so I can go into the woods to see this creature.If anything, I won't see whatever  it  is. I am sure of it.

Post #6; Holy #@%&. Last night was nuts. I don't even know what it was. It kept getting closer everytime I turned my back just to see where it was. When I did look back to see it though, it would always change to something else. I am going to get some sleep.

Post #7; I was just woken up to sound of glass breaking. Went to go check it out. Saw nothing but shards of glass on the floor and looked like a huge log that landed on my counter. I'll clean it up in the morning.

Post #8; I might be going crazy, but I keep hearing different sounds that have been going on for about an hour. can't really describe the sounds except for a buzzing sound. Hopefully it hasn't followed me home, but I'm afraid it has.

Post #9; I keep seeing it. It won't leave me alone. I got it. There's a revolver under my bed. I'll shoot at the thing.

Post #10; It didn't work. What am I going to do now?

Post#11; Its gone. Its morning now. It must prefer the dark, like most creatures. It left something though. A note on the log that landed on my counter. Its in a language unlike any that I've heard of. Well better get ready for work.