A Search Of The Paranormal

Tentacles miles long and no less then six feet thick. So huge and long, you could never see what monstrous figure they were so gruesomely attached to, jut by looking up. It would take an epic journey to find the start of those slimy, sickly things. There brains, the mounds of rigid, mossy green-like substance that flowed out the tops of there heads. The disgusting organs that gave them such superior intelligence, compared to even the greatest, most wise of the human race. There intelligence that they spend countless hours, days, and years inscribing onto parcels of paper, with detailed, alien-Esc figures and shapes, that could be assumed as letters of there alphabet. An alphabet so different and unlike any other I have ever seen or studied. Those haunting, mind boggling words and letters, that not even I could fathom as to what they said, once translated into the English language. That is what has haunted me the most. The unknown of what they could have possibly been thinking. What nightmarish things could they have been writing? What unknown intelligence or plans could they have that we know nothing of..
       This is what drove me to my studies, which left me with no answers and gave me over to poverty and madness. I was unable to make any sense of what I had seen, or convince anyone to aid me in my rigorous search. A search that took me to places in my mind that I could not escape, and led to my loss of everything and everyone. A search with no answers or conclusions. A search of the paranormal that will only one day be revealed when its time. When they have put an end to there writings, and its time to unleash there plans upon us..