Sunday, 4th September, 1920

As I was keen on removing my mind from the frightening events of yesterday I decided to pay a visit to my new place of occupation; Oldham hospital. Unfortunately this day has left me with far greater concerns on my mind.

At the door I was welcomed by a Mr. Darcy which pointed me in the direction of the director of the hospital. Dr. David Oldham, the director, seems to be an experienced person. My first patient is a Mr. Eric Owen, who appears to be the focal point of some interest for the local law enforcement. I am a bit hesitant about all of this but Dr. Oldham instructed me to aid the police in trying to find the whereabouts of a Brandon Welsh, who is a friend of Eric's.

Eric Owen, Case file 30-40.
Diagnosis: Heavy schitzophrenia. Paranoia. Psychotic attacks. Bad influence.
Gender: Male
DoB: 1893
Profession: Fisherman, owns his own fishing boat.
Background: Came from Ireland with his father. Mother died on Ireland. Was recovered in current state alone and bleeding on his fishing boat.

Apparently Brandon is a patient who escaped a while back. He was receiving treatment after murdering his entire family.

I decided to investigate further so I visited Brandon's cell in the basement, where they seem to keep the dangerous patients. I got a cold shiver down my spine as I see a cell full of markings and the scribbles of an insane mind, but one marking indeed froze my blood to ice. I found the same strange symbol, the pentagram in his cell as I did in my book. I also see countdowns, counting down from 20. The classic reference to "them". I'm not at all sure of what to make of all of this. And then, something really strange happened... I saw something, a vision, the archangel Gabriel... Obviously the the strain of yesterday was affecting my mind at this point. But it wasn't over yet.

I managed to find out that Brandon murdered his family at the age of 21 and that they lived on Blueberry St. 13. He calls himself the Savior. A favorite den of his was a local dump called Carl's.

So with my friends, who also seem to have various interests in Brandon... So I admit it wasn't very smart, but we visited his home on Blueberry St. We uncovered a strange journal and a pendant with the symbol again.. I'm... starting to hear and see things... I can't explain it... They came after us... Giant fish-like men with hooks and harpoons.. it was.. it was.. We mananged to get back to my place... But in the basement, there was the same markings.. a big manuscript foretelling our doom as a civilization and how we are not alone.. Apparently the symbol is something called the sign of the Elders... but there were other, even more frightening things... alien in nature... a thing called a Shoggoth.. and a cube.

I think I might be losing my mind...