Thursday, October 8, 2015

Still On The Run

My posts are becoming more sporadic, I know, but that's because I know I am still being followed. I have had to change safehouse locations at least twice a week now. I think I'm a little more safe now, since I'm no longer in the United States now. As always, won't say exactly where I am, but know that I probably won't return to the country for awhile.

I have actually found another SIA operative who has been travelling with me. He has kept tabs on my blog, and when I found him last week in our current safehouse, he revealed himself and proved himself to be an ally. At least I'm not alone...for now.

He said he hasn't heard anything about The Count or Lobo in a few years himself, so no new leads. He has also tried to get information on other runners and fighters, but they are few and far between.

We are working on a new plan right now, to get myself back into action and start trying to help others. He found Lobo's research on the village in The Black Forest: about the ritual that turned people into His minions, and a few theories on how to disrupt and end the ritual for good. They were never tested, so we don't know if they will actually work.

But it's a start...

Saturday, August 29, 2015

Over A Month Now

It has been over a month since my last post. I have had to do a little bit of travelling, hence why the lack of communication from me.

The Threat found me.

He wasn't able to get inside the safehouse, though I am still not sure the reason why. However, he was able to send two of his minions in after me. They managed to get around the security measures installed in the building. I was able to hold them off long enough to enable the final safety measure that was installed, which is in every SIA safehouse: a small explosion to the boiler in the basement, triggering a house fire. Left the two bodies inside, managed to get word of the police report: arson/suicide.

Managed to get myself to another SIA safehouse, not gonna say how far I've travelled, but far enough that I should be ok for now.

I still have not heard from any of my old friends or contacts. I think it's safe to say that they are all dead. If they weren't, I should have at least heard something from one of them by now.

No luck in recovering any of my memories from the past three years either. Not even any flashes or quick glimpses into them. The only thing that makes sense to me, which would also explain my memory loss from when I returned from The Path until my disappearance, would be that it has to do with The Bleeding Tree.

Unfortunately, I do not wish to try and find the tree to regain my memories. I'm not in any condition to deal with it and those damn leeches.

Sunday, July 19, 2015

Still Here

I know, it's been a week since my last post, but don't worry. I'm still safe, for now. No memory loss for the week, no sightings of The Threat, any of his minions, or any FBI agents that may still be trying to find me.

I decided to go through my old entries on this blog, see if I could make any sense of the dreams I had that I was asking for help figuring out. In the post, Second Dream, I mentioned the men in black suits taking everybody from me. As a child and young adult, I always assumed that it was due to my own personal fear of just losing everybody and winding up alone in my life. Thinking about it now, though, I wonder if it could have been a possible reference to either Him or the FBI agents covering up His actions and taking away the other fighters and runners from us.

In Third Dream, I talk about following one of the men through a forest and finding my way to a clearing. Was this dream referring to my time when I approached what I thought was a clearing in The Black Forest and ultimately finding that village with people being Hollowed?

Fourth Dream, I realize now that this dream was talking about Kelley and the night that I proposed to her after finding out she was pregnant with my child. I can't believe it's been over four years since that happened. I still miss her with all my heart.

Fifth Dream, I am not 100% sure, but I think this dream was alluding to Zeke Strahm and his struggles against The Threat.

Sixth Dream, I posted a link to the video entry I made. The dream I talk about in the video also talks about Kelley, more specifically, the night that my ex fiancée, Sam, sicced three Hollows on me. This night is also when Kelley lost our child. As for the tree at the end of the video, that eye was definitely one of the eyes from The Bleeding Tree. Even now, after watching that video, I get a sudden migraine. I can still feel the physical pain throughout my body from dealing with it, as well as those leeches.

My post on July 5th, I talk about meeting this girl Maya that I connected with. My memories about her are extremely vague, but I remember going to meet up with her. Details are hazy in my head, but I remember when I picked her up, we were jumped by somebody, or somebodies. That is the last memory that I have, up until I woke up in that shed behind Medieval Times.

Still no contact from my runner and fighter friends from the past. No word from my sister or the other sages. I truly fear the worst, in that they are all dead.

To think, I began my journey wanting to debunk Slenderman, thinking it was just some elaborate joke that people were involved with. I wanted to delve into the truth about this so-called mystery. And now, I have lost family and friends because of Him.

I think it might be time to break into the whiskey tonight.

Sunday, July 12, 2015

No Responses

Nobody. I have binged through the blogs and youtube channels of other fighters and runners, looking to see who was still alive and who was taken from us by Him. Zeke, one of the toughest fighters out there, even he lost his life to that thing. The three sages: Amal, Hakurei, and my sister, Kay, no work from the in the past few years. No idea if they are alive or missing. Tony is gone, Cathy is dead, and Cynthia is who knows where now. Celie, I never found her second blog, so I have no idea if she is alright or not. It seems that no matter what, whether it is a permanent life of running and hiding, or the bittersweet taste of death, there is no escape from Him.

Other than those who commented on my post the other night, I haven't heard from anybody. Tried calling Kay's cellphone with no luck, number is disconnected. I tried sending e-mails to so many of my old friends between Thursday and Friday night. They either bounced back or I have had no reply. I only wish that at least of them were still alive. Just so I could know that not everything will always be so bleak. I haven't been able to get in contact with The Count or Lobo either. The Count, he is most likely still alive, but whether he is still on our side or not is the mystery. Lobo, on the other hand, who knows? His last post on the blog stated he was in The Black Forest. No idea if anything happened to him there, if he returned stateside, or if he is just gone from us.

I did manage contact with a few important people. First off, my parents. Thankfully, they, as well as Kay and I's other sister, are still alive and ok. Parents said they had some visits from FBI agents after I had disappeared, but other than that, life has been normal for them. Same goes for my other sister. None of them, however, have heard from Kay in a few years. I also managed to contact Brittany's father. I just wanted to check on him and Brittany's son, make sure that they were safe as well. I tried to get in touch with Kelley's family too. Apparently, not too long after Kelley killed herself, her family moved out to Pennsylvania somewhere, not wanting to stay in this area.

So much has happened in three years, yet very little happiness has come around. Very little hope for a happy ending. Not sure if I should still keep up my end of the fight, or if I should just succumb to what will eventually happen.

Friday, July 10, 2015

Recovered Memories

I didn't get much sleep last night. Coughing fits, tossing and turning. I'm currently bunkered down at an SIA safehouse, the same one I was brought too after my return from The Black Forest. One of the keys on the ring with my car key unlocked one of the doors, and thankfully it did. This seems like the only safe place for me to be right now.

I promised I would start explaining things. The best place to begin would be with when I entered The Path. Yes, I truly was there for nearly an entire month. I did feel some physical pain, as I expected to after everything The Count told me. Surprisingly, after only about a week, the pain didn't bother me. The Count's gifts of food and drink helped keep me going. I saw Him multiple times while travelling, but not once did he come after me. I can't say for sure, but it seems like Kendall and Celeste's theory about having a constant did work.

One interesting thing, though, about that place. I know from what others have said in their encounters on The Path that it almost seems like you are walking in nothing, but for some reason, I was able to see everything and everywhere. It was almost like a series of caves, yet the walls, floor, and roof of these supposed caves all seemed to give off an eerie glow, vibrating with every step I took. Almost as if the entire Path was an entity of its own, like it was alive somehow.

On the last day, when The Count was supposed to come and get me, I woke up and found I was already gone from The Path. I thought maybe The Count had already taken me from there, but that wasn't the case. I saw that I was outside somewhere. Couldn't tell if it was day or night, mainly because there was so much fog anywhere. I got up and started walking, and that's when I noticed that something was missing.

My mask, my hoodie, and my ring. My three constants were missing, and I knew I was no longer safe. Was I in a different realm of His? No, it couldn't be, unless there was something more about Him that none of us knew. I kept walking through the fog, and I slowly began to realize that it wasn't a place of His. It was something different.

That's when I remembered, what happened to my sister, Kay. The fog. It was a sign of an equally evil entity. A few seconds later, part of the fog cleared up in front of me, and that's when I saw it. The Bleeding Tree. Those eyes, they saw right through me into my soul, every single one of them. And the leeches. Just as disgusting as Kay described them. I thought of trying to run, but I knew it would be pointless. Not in this place.

I lost all concept of time while in the presence of The Tree. Not only that, but even when I thought of trying to run and get away, something stopped me. Almost like I was paralyzed. All I could do was think to myself. After what seemed like almost an eternity, I found myself looking at The Tree. Its eyes were closed. I don't know why, but I thought this could be my chance. I managed to get up and start running. I didn't know where I was going, but I didn't care. I kept running, and eventually, I saw a clearing in the fog. I made my way there, hoping it was perhaps the way out.

It was, sort of. I found myself at the SIA safehouse. I wasn't sure how I ended up there, but that didn't matter. I entered, hoping to speak to The Count, but nobody was there. I didn't want to leave, but I had to let him know I was still alive. I immediately went to one of the computers and was ready to start typing up an entry. As I started loading up the page, I felt a burning sensation on the back of my neck. I reached to massage it as an ease, but there was something there that I pulled off.

A leech. I wasn't safe at all. As quickly as I could, I typed up whatever I could and hit publish, hoping it would go through in time. All the while, I kept feeling more burning sensations on my body. I looked down and saw more leeches. Covering nearly my entire body. The last thing I remembered that that point was seeing the eyes on one of those leeches. In that leech's eyes, I saw The Tree, staring at me.

The next memory I have after that was from when I posted my first entry on this blog.

Thursday, July 9, 2015

What Happened?

What Is Going On?

Three years.

I have no memory of the past three years.

But I remember everything else.

I remember everything. The old blog and videos. The people I lost, the people who got hurt because of me. The people that tried to help me.

I remember Him. The reason for all of this happening. For all the pain, suffering, loss, it was all because of Him.


But there is another. A reason I didn't remember my original blog, or my original videos on YouTube. The reason why I vanished from The Path after a month, why The Count couldn't find me. And now I understand what happened with Zero and my sister Kay.

The Bleeding Tree.

Kay, what happened? I need to know. I have to get in touch with her. I have to try and get in touch with everybody. All the fighters and runners from back then. Somebody has to still be alive and fighting, or at least running.

Somebody still needs to be safe.

I promise, I will explain more in my next post, but I need to rest. Been coughing like crazy since I woke up yesterday, and I need to start trying to contact people.