🕯️ Journal Entry #002: When the Realm Breathes Back October 31 – Written from the Garage by One Bad Maa The Realm’s been different tonight. You can feel it before you even flip the switch, a pulse, slow and heavy, like the walls are holding their breath. The kind of silence that hums in your teeth before it breaks. I should’ve gone inside hours ago, but I couldn’t. The air’s too thick with something I can’t name. The candle won’t stay still; the flame keeps bowing toward the workbench, like it’s listening. They say Halloween thins the veil;