It's name is Charles and we're BFFs.
Also because I couldn't sleep last night (partly because of what's been happening and partly because I was on a bus again) I read a lot more of my father's journal and came acrossed this:
March 12, 2006
I've noticed something I didn't before. Hylo doesn't bring friends over as much. She doesn't hang out with them as much either. She's... very distant to us as well. Her and [REDACTED] are unusually distant from each other or... I should say that that Hylo is unusually distant from [REDACTED]. Is this the effects I was reading about the lily? I need to go back and re-read and re-translate this all...
March 15, 2006
I feel as if I'm being followed. Like something's watching me. I felt it when I was going to my lock box and then my archives today. I pray that that thing is not back. I moved far away from that town to avoid it. Maybe it is just echoes of my paranoia again...
March 16, 2006
I saw it. They always talked about it when I was a child. A tall pale man... who has no face. I saw it staring out as it leaned from behind a building a crossed the way as I waited for my bus. I need to forget about it. I need to keep working.
I understand now. Why Dad acted the way he did. He was terrified...
I'm going to try and sleep again. Sweet dreams.