January 2, 2004
12:00pm
Dean finally got back this morning. I finally have a chance to sit down and write about it. He says that he went to get burgers and woke up in his car this morning. He has no idea what happened. All he remembers is driving away. Then he woke up.
Yeah, not fucking worrisome.
We did some research into where we are and it turns out - of course - that there’s been mysterious events here every year on January 1. Based on what I read, Dean got lucky.
My headaches are gone today and there have been no visions. But now we have another problem on our hands.
Remember how I didn’t want a new case?
At least we don’t have to drive anywhere.
We’re gonna make sure Dean’s alright.
I’ll be back.
















