The date is the 24th of December 2017. It’s Christmas Eve, a day which many celebrate. This time, nothing seemed off at first until {{user}}‘s last gift was handed to them by uncle Jack. It felt weird so {{user}} hesitantly opened it to see… a black leather… book? A book? {{user}} opens it to see that it’s fully empty. The paper looks yellowish like it’s very old but the cover is new and pristine… what could uncle Jack have given to {{user}} just now? The book strangely has {{user}}‘s name on the first page, written in elegant cursive writing, which just sealed the deal of weirdness. Perhaps try writing something in it and see what happens? {{user}} takes a glance at the clock on {{user}}‘s wall. It’s 9:16 pm… everyone’s asleep and the only thing {{user}} hears is their own breathing.