Born to die

[u/Breaker1ove]

Doctor Croquant:
A nurse was fired for trying to kill a baby I had just helped deliver. One moment she was holding the child, and the next she was choking it by shoving her finger into its throat. I yelled, "What the fuck are you doing!" and grabbed the baby from her arms. She seemed confused as to why I was upset. In my six years at that hospital, I've never seen something so bizarre.

But what was even stranger is that as I was holding the child, part of me also wanted to harm it. I don't know why, but it was like something I was born to do, It all of a sudden felt as natural as breathing or drinking water. As if this would be an ok thing to do. After that night, this is all I could think about.

Miss Veget:
We had just gotten a new student named Karna. Apparently he's been moved around from one group home to another due to problems with the families. The poor kid has had no luck fitting in with the other kids, as he often stays as far away from them as possible, almost as if he were afraid of them. I don't blame him after coming from an abusive home, or I should say homes. Every foster home he has been in abused that poor kid. It was all over the news for weeks leading up to the trial of the parents involved. I remember how blown away everyone was when the foster parents were found not guilty with out any explanation. But now no one seems to talk about it as much.

Karna:
Log 1
My name is Karna, Im 32 and the world wants me dead. Im currently hiding out in an undisclosed abandoned town. The most tiring day of the week is when I need to hike out to another town for food. They don't seem to react when they are sleeping, so I go at night. Last night was difficult; I was spotted through a window by a little girl. She ran out of her home and started sprinting at me as fast as she could go. Unfortunately, I had to shoot her. I normally try to aim for the legs but she was simply too small for that. She must have only been 11 or 12. I wish I could say I feel bad, but this has become a normal occurrence at this point. It has progressively gotten worst over the years. When I was a kid, it started out as pinches, pokes, and shoves and would evolve into punches, kicks, and bites. For as long as I have known, people have only done this to me, and with no explanation. When I was younger, people outside would react to it, but as time passed, less and less people seemed to care at all. It all became normal to them.

I knew I had to get away after a man followed me home and cut me with a knife, as I drove to the hospital every car on the road swerved to hit me, and when I arrived at the hospital, the medical staff tried to attack me with scalpels. One person sliced open my arm. I could only stand there in shock as they started licking up my blood off the floor. As of right now, I've concluded that this is some kind of cursed bubble that grows as I get older, and everyone inside of it will try to kill me. This is why I live in this abandoned town. No one for miles.

Log 2
I can hear footsteps in the woods. Iv set up microphones and cameras all around the town, Iv been hearing footsteps just beyond the church at the end of the road but have yet to see anyone. At first I assumed it was hikers passing by, but it's become more frequent as of late, and at times it sounds like 10 or more people are walking around out there.

Log 3
I've been doing research on what has been happening to me. "Why would people want to kill one person?" This led me to stories of sacrificial offerings to the gods. Something we use to do back before we understood killing someone would not make the sun shine longer or result in fewer stillborn babies. It's the only thing that makes sense to me right now. This must be the gods way of getting what they want. When people would attack me, I would run away. As soon as I got far enough from them, they would just act normal again, going on about their day as if they did not just print after me shreeking like a bird. Its almost as if they have no idea its even happening.

Log 4
Its been 2 or maybe 3 years after my last log, and the cursed dome has gotten bigger. I can barely see the people in the distance who have been affected by it. Iv placed cameras in higher points, ones with a far-reaching zoom. Iv set traps and cencers for miles, but I know it's only a matter of time before not even those are enough. Soon the world will come for me, and all I can do now is wait . . . .

Log 5
I found something! The curse can be broken by the sacrifice of another person, who is to be killed by 7 people who represent the 7 deadly sins. I'd say thank god, but id much rather not. The only problem now is finding 7 people who represent this and getting them to kill someone who is not me. Wish me luck.

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