 I don't know how much time I have nor do I know what will happen to me But I want to send this out to everyone so you will know how I'm not entirely sure why this has occurred But to the best of my ability I will explain it all started on a rainy day I like listening to chilled out music on rainy days I especially love listening to ambient music the definition of ambient can differ from person to person But what it is to me is usually music with drones, minimal processions, and can have varied moods Usually either happy, dark and depressing, or just mysterious Selected Ambient Works volume 2 by Afex Twin was my selection for the afternoon The album is more dark than its former selected ambient works 85 to 92 The album lasting around two and a half hours was a perfect choice as there was nothing better to do for the day Everything was seemingly normal until spots Spots, the 22nd song on the album, was what started it all The song is a continual drone, which sounds to me like a hollowed out, abandoned mental institution Left a long time ago to succumb to nature, but not just that, the dead of the hospital Yes, throughout the album, there are samples put all over the place, such as a deep, distorted, demonic sounding moan in white blur too Or what sounds like a spirit trying to contact someone via radio in Radiator Or a conversation in white blur one, held between a man and woman, taken up so high in pitch And sped up to a certain degree, that it is almost impossible to decide for what they are saying But what I heard in spots is something I never heard before There were whispers in the song in the original disc, but that was normal, because every other copy I have listened to contained it But what I heard was this dark, demonic growling, as if it was saying something I could not make a word out of it though Puzzled, I just sat through it, staring at my radio That growling was not supposed to be there I was so scared, and I had to do something about it The best option there was to call my friends, I had them come over to hear it The thing is though, they didn't hear anything Nothing At this point, I couldn't take it I was scared, and I couldn't do anything about it When my friends went home, I took out the CD and never listened to it, until yesterday I may have listened to it, but not willingly No I was on iTunes, listening to some dead mothied And then the song just froze, playing of the song only one part, counting as one eighth note, just repeating itself Over and over, I heard the same part of the song But then things took a turn for the worse It was back Spots was back, but it was in reverse Then it came to the part where the growling came in This time, I made something out of it I could understand it The growling was reversed when the song was in reversed But as the song was reversed, the growling was in reversed If I remember it correctly, I heard it say You cannot hide, you cannot resist Your friends will be of no aid to you And your family will succumb to us Your life will be reversed as ours A parallel We will find you We will make your life as ours, we'll make by them There is nothing you can do You cannot hide You cannot You can't You can't You Then there was static That was never there either I locked myself in my room There was only one thing I could do I kept my Bible next to me at all times I only could leave in the morning for school But until then, I had to stay up All night, I was awake, making sure nothing happened The next day, today, I felt nothing I feel nothing Everyone asked me why I was so pale Why I had dark rings under my eyes The worst part was, my crush started noticing Oh, I wish I could see her again But I fear it's too late I listened to my iPod while doing my homework at the study hall But I didn't control it It automatically went to spots I did nothing about it You cannot resist I listened to it Near the end of the song, it was automatically put on repeat Each time I listened, the air got heavier I was about to throw up As it is allergy season I got up to blow my nose I did, but blood came out, not mucus And blood started pouring out of my nose As the blood poured on the floor, it moved It literally moved It formed the word, hide Whatever was talking to me through spots, was toying with me It tells me there is hope in hiding, but there is none I cannot hide I cannot resist I went home, and now I am writing this I don't know what will happen I don't know why it happened But I know, soon, I have to join them Because I cannot hide I cannot resist Right now, as I type this, spots is sneaking into my mind, playing I know by this that I don't have much time I cannot hide I cannot resist