November 14, 2024
Two nights ago, I experienced something that I still can’t shake off. Even now, as I sit at my desk, the drumbeat remains in my mind. It follows me wherever I go, relentless and haunting, as if it’s trying to tell me something that I just can’t grasp. Or perhaps Candle Face has implanted the sound in my head to drive me insane as she does with so many of her victims.
I now know that the lost soul's name is Jacob. But who was he, really? The name alone doesn’t reveal much. I’m convinced he was the creator of that drumbeat—the one that resonated through my chest and synced with the kitchen lights. But I need to know more. Who was he? What drove him to that encounter with Candle Face and her shadows?
Comparing the two encounters, one from March 22 and the other from November 12, 2024, I notice how they both align and diverge. The first time Jacob came to me, back in March, he was desperate, speaking of shadows pursuing him relentlessly. It was a terrifying account, but back then, I could only hear his words. I knew nothing about remote viewing at the time. I felt his fear, but there was a distance between us—a separation that’s no longer there.
This time, everything was different. The connection was deeper, more real. I wasn’t just listening to his testimony; I was living it. I felt what he felt, saw what he saw. And when Candle Face referred to me as “Jacob,” I was initially confused. At first, I thought she had mistaken me for him, or perhaps she was trying to manipulate me. But as the vision progressed, it became clear: I wasn’t myself in that moment—I was him. I had become Jacob.
The realization hit. I was witnessing Jacob’s final moments—the day he was taken by Candle Face and her shadows. The vision revealed glimpses of his terror, the frantic drumbeat that was both a creation of his own hands and a signal of his demise. But why did Candle Face target him specifically? What was it about Jacob that caught her attention? According to his March testimony, she killed him because he didn’t follow her orders. But what were those orders? In other cases, the lost souls have shared that they were supposed to kill nonbelievers but refused. Was that Jacob's fate too? Did his defiance seal his doom?
As I try to piece together more details, I’ve scoured my journal entries and the scattered clues he left behind. Jacob spoke of shadows in the woods, of a perfect rhythm that called to him—a sound he could never quite replicate. This obsession drew him into the forest, where he ultimately met his end.
Now, I feel an urgent need to know more. Was he from Central Texas, like so many of the other lost souls who have reached out to me? Was he a local musician, perhaps, whose drumbeat was a signature sound that somehow led him to Candle Face? I believe that uncovering Jacob’s identity is crucial—not just for Jacob and my own understanding, but for the other lost souls who continue to reach out, desperate for help.
I’m turning to the internet, hoping to figure out who Jacob was and where he came from. If you, my readers, have any information or can help me piece together Jacob’s story, please reach out. Together, we can solve this case, find out where he lived, and perhaps discover what ultimately led him into the woods.
In the meantime, I’ll keep listening to that drumbeat—not that I have much of a choice. Maybe, just maybe, it will reveal the answers we need.
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