My name is Makie Kuzahara. I live in Chicago, Illinois. At a University party, I met a group of kids who were part of this 'Rings' group and kept urging me and my friends to join. They said it was like some kind of drug that let you into a whole new world and let you see things you could never imagine - ha! More to shut them up than anything else, my friends and I watched their tape. It was disturbing, but not really anything special. We dismissed it as a stupid prank and were getting ready to go back to the party when the phone rang. Doubtless you all know what happened then. "Seven days..."

Since then, everything has gone crazy. I hate it and I hate you for taking pleasure in it. She's always around, hiding in shadows, watching and waiting for me to join her. I can't get any peace lately - between the constant scratching and constantly static TV, I've noticed myself changing as well. I draw like I'm possessed, I find myself wanting to dive into a lake and never come up, and...I don't know. I feel awake, but not in a good way. All I want is for it to stop.

Why did this have to happen?

It's day six for me...tomorrow, I'm going to die.