Journal

This is more than a journal, this is an interactive investigation. By enlisting the paranormal community and readers, it seeks to free trapped souls, protect those that escaped, and investigate Isabel/Candle Face. Every entry is a call to action, inviting participants to piece together testimonies, analyze evidence, and challenge the growing power of Candle Face.

A sad clown dressed as a paranormal investigator stands in a smoky, ghost-filled room, holding a glowing EMF detector. His gear is overloaded with ghost-hunting tools. The image reflects the absurdity and frustration of seeking help from paranormal groups

Paranormal Groups Ignore Candle Face Just to Sell Merch

After reaching out to more than 60 paranormal investigators, only one responded. Despite claiming to help the dead, most in the paranormal community offered silence or sales pitches. This entry...

Isabel: New Candle Face Chronicles Paperback Edition

In this update, I announce the upcoming paperback edition of Candle Face Chronicles: Isabel. Unlike the spiral-bound version, this edition requires readers to cut the pages themselves using printed guides....
A torn piece of aged paper with the name 'ISABEL' printed in bold, dark letters, symbolizing the forgotten daughter of La Llorona from the Candle Face Chronicles.
Split attic with glowing bottles and a scroll on one side, and dusty scrolls in worn boxes on the other, symbolizing the Fugitives and the Remembered.

The Fugitives and The Remembered: What Sets Them Apart

Subjects of Interest: Candle Face Chronicles The Fugitives The Scrolls of Souls Apr 14, 2025 They came from two places. One group I was expecting. The other caught me off... Read More

Becoming a Guardian of the Fugitives (Escaped Lost Souls)

In this follow-up to the April 9th entry, I introduce the Guardian Protocol—the expectations, responsibilities, and purpose behind accepting a Fugitive scroll. These aren't collectibles. They're sealed souls. Guardians are...
A close-up of an outstretched hand in low light, offering something unseen, symbolizing the passing of responsibility to future Guardians.
Mr. Smoe’s old wooden desk in a dimly lit room, scattered with aged papers and surrounded by shadows, symbolizing forgotten records and lost voices.

The Escaped Lost Souls Need Guardians Before It's Too Late

After weeks of silence, Arthur Mills returns with a critical update: the lost souls are no longer visiting, and a new threat has emerged. Thirty-one spirits, known as the Fugitives,...

Isabel: Victory or Trap - The Book That Can Save or Doom Us

After weeks of intensive work, I've completed "Isabel," a manuscript of 88 pages containing over 3.4 × 10^79 possible readings. This complex text, pieced together from Mr. Smoe’s notes, details...
A stack of old parchment papers with a quill dipped in ink, symbolizing Mr. Smoe's magical manuscript and the countless stories sealed within.
From Bottles to Scrolls: Preserving the Fugitives’ Voices

From Bottles to Scrolls: Preserving the Fugitives’ Voices

After retrieving the scrolls from Mr. Smoe’s attic, I discovered a method to protect the fugitives more effectively. The bottles were only a temporary solution. Using the scrolls’ parchment and...

The Scrolls of Souls: The Forgotten Voices of Mr. Smoe

During a visit to Mr. Smoe’s attic, I discovered thirteen boxes filled with scrolls wrapped in yarn—each one holding the voice of a forgotten spirit. These scrolls aren't just records;...
A sealed scroll rests atop worn books beside a flickering candle—one of Mr. Smoe’s original Scrolls of Souls, left behind in silence and secrecy, each one preserving the forgotten voice of a soul he never set free.
A stack of aged, yellowed pages filled with handwritten text, the ink faded but still legible. The edges of the pages are frayed and stained, giving them a fragile, antique appearance. The title 'Mr. Smoe's Magical Manuscript.'

The Infinite Manuscript: Mr. Smoe’s Shifting Story of Isabel

As I sifted through Mr. Smoe’s boxes, I found scraps of paper filled with notes, each hiding a deeper meaning. The notes seemed alive, rearranging themselves into new versions of...