I had a hard time sleeping last night because my head was pounding all night from that experience I had with Gabriella. I did manage to get to sleep eventually. When I woke up this morning, Tara already had fish made for us for breakfast. After finishing up with breakfast, me and Tara stood by the tent and talked for a bit.
"Thanks for making the fish," I said to Tara. "It was great."
"No worries, Ricky," she replied. "How's your head?"
"I'm feeling better now," I responded. "But those images that were playing through my mind..."
"What kind of images were you seeing?" Tara asked.
"They were images of myself in very sad and dark situations," I responded. "In one of the images, I saw myself with a knife next to my wrist and blood dripping to the floor."
Tara looked at me with much concern in her eyes. "That's awful."
"I don't know what the hell that demon was trying to do to me, but it was so overwhelming," I responded. "The emotional and physical pain was just too much to bear."
Tara hugged and comforted me. "I'm sorry that you had to experience that, Ricky."
"Thanks, Tara," I said. "I love you."
"I love you too," she replied.
I wonder why those kinds of images were playing through my mind when Gabriella did what she did to me. Were they images of my past or future, or were they images made up by Gabriella just to make me suffer? I really don't know, but I definitely don't want to see those kinds of images ever again.
Logbook Entry:
I can't help but feel that something is about to happen soon. All of these experiences that I've been having. They just came out of nowhere. They're trying to show me something. That last one was so horrible. My mind was burning. The mental anguish was causing so much physical pain. I look to the stars for answers, but I have yet to find them...