I suppose it’s kind of ridiculous to title it like that in my journal, right? I know, but frankly I couldn’t care less. This needs to be documented. Even now I can feel his presence as he strolls so disturbingly into the dim streets of my little town, with his trench coat and top hat, and his seemingly empty face, with just two milky white eyes staring out from the pitch dark cavern that seemed to be his face, never blinking. It all started three weeks ago. People began to complain that the power was turning on and off non-stop, computers restarting and then shutting off and lights flickering. It was in the middle of the day, a Tuesday, when these power blips occurred, so no one was really that bothered. However, the power kept doing this for the next nine hours, and people began to get ir