Years ago a gruesome murder took place at the apartment above mine.
I never talked to the guy, but i know he was some sort of streamer. It happened during the night while everyone was asleep. I happened to be awake that night, i never told this to anyone but i heard the whole thing take place.
i heard him scream and squirm and just sat there cowering in fear, there is a reason i never called the police or even tell my parents or close friends, and Its because i saw something that night. I saw him, i saw the man who supposedly was being murdered at the room above mine. he was right out my window.
I don't think he saw me, but i know for a fact it was him walking down on the fire escape. his eyes were glazed over, like he wasn't even there. I didn't know what was going on at the time, but my investigation of these events led me down a rabbit hole that changed my life forever.
I will proceed to update this page as i go throught my findings, and i will name these documents:
THE SANTANA FILES.
do not trust anyone.
The following morning after the killing had happened, police was all over the place. The newspapers all said the body was found in the appartment, but i watched out of my window the cars come and go, but not at any moment i saw them take a body away of the building.
after the smoke cleared up a bit, i snuck into the place via the fire escape. The place was trashed, more than i had expected even, the door to the bedroom (where the killing supposedly happened) was snapped in half and completely off it's hinges. there were dried bloodstains all around but again, no body to be seen.
one thing did catch my attention, a cardboard box filled with small feathers.
1 month after broke into the apartment, life had seemingly returned to normal. I did my best to move on with my life, but unfortunately that didn't last long.
at first i thought it was simply a coincidence, but after the 3rd one i realized something was wrong, I kept finding long, white feathers at random spots around the house. They never seemed like they had flown in when i wasn't looking, Every time, it was like the were diliberately placed where i would find them, like message of some kind. At the time i decided it was best to keep a hold of them as they appeared, which in the long run was a stroke of luck.
Not long after the feathers had started apearing the first letter arrived. it was placed right outside my room's window, It was crude and with some spelling mistakes, as if it had been written by a child, but basicaly it said:
"The Wolf was his eyes, he was human eyes.
It live in the woods and will not forgive
It's no animal but it is the wolf.
Santana."
Who is this wolf? what did it mean with "was human eyes"? who is Santana? and most important of all,
who put this letter outside my window without me noticing?