the laughing got worse again. the wind is mocking me.
and i saw him again. the man in suit... i looked up.
he had no face
i'm really terrified now. he seems to follow me everywhere i go.
another accident happened too. our beautiful actress... michelle botham... she was hit by the wind. she was thrown... into a gate. the gate... iron tipped spikes. lost both eyes. screaming... screaming... screaming...
director both horrified and fuming. director said "i don't know what the fuck is going on here, but i'm out." movie... ruined. i tried to find douglas. douglas hart... had to warn him. i went into his trailer. too late... too late. he was dead... sprawled... on floor... in window... i saw it.
I SAW IT. THE MAN WITH NO FACE.
how can things go from great to bad in less than a month??? how can that even happen? michelle is here now. she's got bandages where her eyes were. she's crying tearless sobs. poor girl. her life ruined. my life ruined.
the wind is laughing again. the wind is mocking me.
i'm going to find the apartment the director xander was at. i've got to talk to him.
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