Monday, 14th September '87
Late at night, Henry is awoken by thunder, lightning, and the rustling of branches. She looks out the window and the lightning reveals a tree-like humanoid figure. She approached it as it beckoned her. The closer she got she realised it's face resembled the disc of an owl, except missing the features of eyes and beak. It charades with her, at best it could screech was "Billie" and "daaswaanikwe", pointing out towards the big lake.
When finished, Henry retreated back to the house and watched for the figure to leave. Just as mysterious as when it appeared, it disappeared in the flash of lightning.
Back in bed, Henry has a strange dream through the eyes of a watcher in the bushes, looking out across the road at Billie, sitting at a bus stop. With a packed bag, he was staring down at a ticket in his hands. Just then a yellow corvette pulled up. The watcher couldn't see into the corvette, but Billie's face looked a bit relieved and after a short chat, jumped in.
The watcher's view zoomed away, through the forest, across water, through another forest. This forest different, the trees all carved with symbols. Through to a small clearing, lit only in moonlight, a solitary boulder and under it a cave opening beneath. Hiking out into the clearing, a man and a woman carrying Billie, bound and gagged. They bring him in front of the cave and drop him and leave, glancing back once but in a hurry to get out. Billie writhes, his eyes begin glowing white, the bonds around his hands begin to burn. His hands break free, but as soon as his palms touch the ground in front of him, a tendril of black hair wraps around his ankles. He reaches down, but more tendrils grasp all other parts of him, and just as quickly, he is dragged down into the dark hole.
In the morning, Henry