Remember Dear David? If not, here’s a refresher: cartoonist Adam Ellis started having dreams about a child ghost visiting him at night, and ever since, things have been pretty weird…

So, my apartment is currently being haunted by the ghost of a dead child and he's trying to kill me. (thread) — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

The first time I saw him, I was experiencing sleep paralysis and saw a child sitting in the green rocking chair at the foot of my bed. — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

He had a huge misshapen head that was dented on one side. I did my best to draw it: pic.twitter.com/AJizlw7qXe — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

According to Ellis, David continued visiting him in his dreams. It wasn’t too bad, though, until he broke David’s number one rule.

I was like, "Who?" And she said, "Dear David. You saw him." — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

Then she added, "But never try to ask him a third question, or he'll kill you." — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

In the dream, I say, "Dear David, how did you die?" He mumbles, "An accident in a store." — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

I'm frozen with fear. I ask, "Who pushed the shelf?" David doesn't answer. — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

I realize that I've asked a third question, which I'm not supposed to do. At that point, I wake up, absolutely terrified. — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

Ever since breaking David’s rule, things have been getting a bit creepy for Ellis. It started out with his cats crying at the front door at midnight every single night on the hour.

For the past 4 nights, my cats gather at the front door at exactly midnight & just stare at it, almost like something is on the other side. pic.twitter.com/Y8nnVLv6b4 — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

And his impromptu investigations have left him with some pretty weird findings, especially in his hallway.

Is it just me or is is there something in the first photo, right where the bannister meets the shelves? Hiding on the stairs. pic.twitter.com/s1g9bRzOPj — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 9, 2017

I bought a Polaroid camera this weekend, because they're fun and dorky. I decided to take a few photos around my apartment. pic.twitter.com/NGHLzI8wQR — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 14, 2017

The Polaroid developed completely black. pic.twitter.com/glMnAE3TJ1 — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 14, 2017

Left is with my phone. Right is with with Polaroid. The hall light was on both times. Why is it pitch black each time with the Polaroid? pic.twitter.com/Sh94OKP0xA — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 14, 2017

Things have been escalating for him lately, and it honestly gives me the chills.

I've been recording myself sleeping, and it picks up this weird static electricity sound every night at 3 am. It lasts about 5 minutes. — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 18, 2017

I'm not sure why I didn't fight back in the dream, or how he was strong enough to pull me, but that's dream logic for you. — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 21, 2017

I'd woken up with a huge bruise on my arm. pic.twitter.com/EakFRwX2iW — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 21, 2017

It seemed like David was trying to tell him something.

I was almost used to routine, so when they started to cry at the door closer to 10 pm, I was confused. — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 26, 2017

But this week, something else has been happening. — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 26, 2017

My entire call history for the past week looks like this. You'll notice that I answered once, yesterday. pic.twitter.com/nozoMffWHs — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 26, 2017

Usually if it's an automated thing, if you answer once, they quit calling. So I picked up. — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 26, 2017

Instead, what I heard on the other end was a peculiar electrical static sound, very similar the the static my sleep app picks up at night. — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 26, 2017

I kept listening. I heard what I thought was breathing, but it was so faint I can't be sure. My heart was racing, so it was hard to hear. — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 26, 2017

Something about the way they said hello freaked me out. It wasn't a question, or a greeting. — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 26, 2017

I panicked and hung up. I didn't know what else to do. I closed all the curtains in my apartment and turned on every single light. — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 26, 2017

But here’s where things get intense, so be prepared to be utterly horrified.

So, I moved the green chair out of the bedroom weeks ago. It's been in various parts of the living room ever since. (thread) pic.twitter.com/aqq5RTjiRj — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 29, 2017

It's basically a nanny cam that connects to the wifi, so you can check in whenever you want. It runs 24/7. — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 29, 2017

My phone pinged periodically through the evening, alerting me to the cats running around and playing. Normal stuff. — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 29, 2017

So I watched the feed again. Still nothing. I watched it a third time, and finally noticed something. — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 29, 2017

HELLO 911 I AM DYING PLEASE BURN THIS CHAIR IMMEDIATELY.

It was unnerving, but there wasn't anything I could do about it right then, so I flipped my phone off and tried not to panic. — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 29, 2017

Here's the feed of that alert. pic.twitter.com/6FHmUyIRBx — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 29, 2017

Yes, I know it's weird to own a turtle shell, but my family lives in Montana and I picked it up last year at a native trading post. pic.twitter.com/9rECEv7iYh — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 29, 2017

That said, I feel really uneasy. I put the chair in the hall. — Adam Ellis (@moby_dickhead) August 29, 2017

YOU SHOULD FEEL UNEASY, ADAM. THAT FUCKING CHAIR JUST MOVED BY ITSELF AND THE TURTLE SHELL FELL AND YOU ARE BEING HAUNTED BY A CHILD GHOST WHO’S OUT FOR REVENGE.

Seriously, something needs to be done because I am almost 100% sure this is a plot to a horror movie that I probably turned off halfway through because I HATE horror movies and I don’t want to know how they end because it’s never, ever good. And yet I have a feeling I’m going to continue following this Twitter thread, because I just really need to know that Adam is OK.

In the meantime, someone needs to burn that damn chair and burn the entire apartment down while they’re at it, too.