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Day 2,059

They've closed Mossbridge Road again, barely an hour after someone posted a photo of that large definitely-not-a-dog thing walking down there with something awfully people-shaped in its maw. It's the kind of creature you'd never describe as having a mouth, the kind you hope to never have to describe and it keeps coming back to Mossbridge.

There's three police vans on either end of the road and even more flashing blue lights down the way, probably one outside each house like they did last during month's visit - really minimised civilian casualties for once. Normally there's at least three or four body bags by morning but last time there was just the one, sadly it was a little one but at least it was only one.

Sometime during the night they'll find the not-a-dog or it'll find them and we'll never hear them scream but we'll all feel uneasy for a good while and during that while they'll be killed. There've been plenty of theories tossed around as to how and why we feel their deaths but who could ever come up with a solid explanation?

We'd sooner see the creature in broad daylight than have a rational answer for it all.

At least this means we'll be in the clear for the rest of the month.

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