Day 2,061

I lost count of the heads it had in general but there was one main humanish one with a dozen or so smaller heads clustered around where the neck usually is and dozens more clusters dotted its hulking body. It looked like it had been attacked recently - deep gashes bisected the clusters of heads all along its arms, blood and brains leaking out in equal measure.

 And it was stood outside our motel door, talking loud enough to wake the dead.

They didn't seem to understand that we could hear what they were saying, animatedly egging the main head on and begging it to tell us they meant no harm so we'd relax and open the door for them. We shared a glance between us and started to slowly walk backwards while the smaller heads grew angrier at the main head who hadn't stopped staring at the door or blinked this entire time.

Honestly if we'd known that this would be in the motel we wouldn't have left the main road. The receptionist had seemed so normal and nonplussed and friendly and yet this was here the whole time just waiting for us to somehow forget to lock the door. Like anyone forgets to lock a motel door when it's the only thing between them and countless strangers in the middle of nowhere.

I wish we'd closed the curtains, one of the smallest heads on the left arm is staring at us and trying to get the attention of the other heads. It's not working so far and if it keeps not working we might just be able to sneak out through the bathroom window and make a break for the car. I'd say we're all too awake to fall asleep at the wheel and we sure as hell won't sleep here.