Day 3: It keeps happening, I know something is lurking just beyond my sight while I wake. Whilst i dream comprehensible images of things I know not from beyond the threshold of space. Waking from my slumber leaves me in a cold sweat, though for a queer reason, also hungry for more. Day 16: Being awake is becoming agonizing, that lurks beyond my sight is the sole object of my desire that is still beyond my reach. I have given up trying to find who or what it may be. I long for sleep, not for respite but, for the knowledge I gain whilst adrift in dreams is unlike anything i could ever hope to gain while awake. I know that I have nigh of figured out how to create a portal to Nyaralathotep. Day 32: The necomonicon is now mine! Today it confronted me, now it matters not if in asleep or awake, it's contents are now mine to browse!