This seems to be a digital journal of some kind.
You browse through, and in between the (frankly awful) poetry and occasional story concepts, there are a couple actual journal entries.
The first is as follows:
"Killed someone today.
An actual, living person.
Well, a maybe, on that last part.
They seemed… feral.
I panicked, and none of the group got to me quick enough, so I just… hit them.
As hard as could.
With that hammer.
I hate that it felt good."
The next readable entry mentions the author using a hammer and a large railroad spike together as a weapon.
It devolves into madness pretty quickly from there.
You browse through, and in between the (frankly awful) poetry and occasional story concepts, there are a couple actual journal entries.
The first is as follows:
"Killed someone today.
An actual, living person.
Well, a maybe, on that last part.
They seemed… feral.
I panicked, and none of the group got to me quick enough, so I just… hit them.
As hard as could.
With that hammer.
I hate that it felt good."
The next readable entry mentions the author using a hammer and a large railroad spike together as a weapon.
It devolves into madness pretty quickly from there.