OCT 20TH 1975
Juarez Mexico
Unnamed Village (Dead Lands)
We woke up early this morning to find Miguel is missing. Even stranger, the power is out –the water is out too. It’s like everything is shut down. Michael and I decided to take a look around the village to see if someone can tell us what’s going on – the place is completely deserted except for one man. He stood at the far end of the street, staring at us. We called out to him, but he just stood there. From where we stood it looked like his eyes were white, almost glowing. Michael thinks it was a reflection, but I’m not sure. When we walked towards him, he ducked into the alley and vanished. I couldn’t tell if it was the homeless man we encountered yesterday but my gut is telling me it’s not. We decided to spend the remainder of th
