Beneath the Earth

Guys, we did it. We actually won a victory today over that son of a bitch who was drugging us.

I don't know what the bastard's plan was, but it failed. Really, I don't know how it could have succeeded, all things considered. We were just settling down to go to sleep, so we could continue sweeping the area for Kruger, when that sweet smell filled the air. We aren't as dumb as you think, jackass. We immediately knew who it was and what was coming. It... Still affected us, a bit... But it was just a hallucination. The Faceless fucker is a monster, but Spinner is just a guy. He kicked open the door, and... Just for a second we just stared at the hallucination. Those eyes... If... When I make it out of this, I think those eyes are going to stick with me for as long as I live... Darkness just doesn't get more black than that.

Or so I thought at the time.

He rushed at Carlos, probably trying to take him like he did Kruger, but I managed to intercept him and got him good where I think his head was. I guess.. The Gas made me think he made this screeching sound at me, and he backed off into the hall. Carlos ran after him, and so did I. I don't know if the pain in my knuckles, after hitting him that hard, made me shake off the hallucinogen faster, but as we chased him out of the building into the night, I felt my mind gain clarity. I could see that what we were chasing was not a Spider Monster, but just a guy in a padded hoodie, with a weird mask. He was fucking fast though, but not as fast as he thought he was. He would slip around some corners and stop to check if we were still following. And we were.

Some of Corvin's Timberwolves found us and tried to stop Spinner, but he apparently had some kind of gas sprayer in his sleeve, and hit them with a face-full of that shit he used on us. I could hear the Timberwolves screaming, as we chased Spinner into the theater room. He made a beeline for the stage, and activated one of the same fucking trapdoors we use for Carlos' act... Now that I think about it, that Anonymous douchebag commenter did mention he watched our act. Maybe he wasn't in the audience after all...

Like I said before, there was an entire basement level under that stage. It turns out, it wasn't as unused as I thought it was. Spinner ran through the place like he knew it well, but we had no idea what the layout was like. It didn't take us long to lose him. The black clothes and mask made him blend in good with the dark, and we didn't bring flashlights. As we searched for him, we realized that going down here without a light source would be a really bad idea. So we had no choice but to head back up and grab some flashlights. Carlos wanted to get Agent Elliot... And he was probably right... But I didn't want to risk Spinner slipping away. I wanted to end this shit there and then.

Well, obviously I didn't, but we did find something fucking insane.

After about thirty minutes of checking every nook and cranny, we noticed a trap-door behind some boxed, almost covered with a rug. It was unlocked, so we opened it and crawled in. You would not believe what was down there... I can't really bring myself to fully believe it myself. There was an entire ruined... Temple, or... Fucking... Authentic as shit Haunted House, Castle, thing. There were mostly unlit torches along the walls at the end of the moderately short ladder down into a stone staircase. It was a blackish stone, or very dark gray, and it wasn't natural, that was for sure. It looked carved. But... I'm not, a mason or anything. The end of the winding staircase down into the darkness, opened up into a larger area filled with oddly new looking wooden benches. There was a large doorway at the end of the room, as well as a long empty looking tunnel off to the right side, coming in. The darkness inside it looked... Unnatural, would be the only way to describe it.

Three things were noticeable in this room, aside from the doors and benches. The first, was that it was absolutely infested with insects. Big insects. Roaches were scuttling around the ground, feeding on the corpses of other dead bugs. The air was alive with buzzing and fluttering, but it was still too dark to really tell what kind of bugs were flying around. Spiders were everywhere, in nearly every corner and around nearly every bench, and some of them looked like fucking tarantulas, in how big they were. The really bizarre thing, is that none of those flying insects landed on us. All the insects in the room seemed to keep at a distance, and it was... Like they cleared a path for us, when we walked near. The second noticeable thing, was that there were still burning torches in places, almost making the flashlights unnecessary, in places. But just outside the light, the darkness was thick and deep, almost seeming to eat up the light we shined into it. I just... Know... They were infested with more of those spiders and insects. And maybe other things...

The third... Noticeable thing... Was what made us decide to leave early, without finding Spinner... There was this... Big Statue in the center of the room. Of a Spider. With a fucking human face on it. The expression was one of... Doubt, I guess, or inquiry. It was... Lovingly detailed. Hairy, and the joints on the legs made it almost look like it could come to life at any second. Everything about it made me feel wrong. I mean... The whole place had me feeling like I shouldn't be there... But that statue was a fucking abomination. The way the insects moved around it...

I'm just... Not going to talk about it anymore. We left almost immediately upon seeing the thing, not even bothering to explore the other areas of that place. Elliot was waiting for us outside of our Room.

We told him what happened, and we told him that the guy in the black mask and hoodie ran down a trap door in the basement of the Theater building. What happens next is up to him, I guess... Hopefully he will take care of Spinner. So we can focus on The Slender Man at long last.

You guys in the comments know more stuff than me, and I... Gotta know. What the fuck did we find down there?  

Fuckery

The past six days... Have not gone well.

Five days ago... God... Kruger visited our room. I don't know why, he never got the chance to tell us. Just that he looked pissed, and said he found out something. Then I heard Carlos yell, and I turned and... Slenderfuck was here. Close now... Man... I think.... I think the end is close now... Kinda grateful to be honest, if it would just fucking happen already... Kruger walked in, right past him. He didn't see... He looked around the room. Carlos and I were paralyzed... Or... Mesmorized or something. Deer in the fucking headlights. Its happened before, but the reaction is almost always the same. But we were broken out of the trance by the sound of glass shattering, and Kruger screaming. There was a guy in the window, dressed in what looked like a black hoodie, with the hood up, wearing a black, almost featureless, mask with two giant darker black spots for eyes. He was pulling Kruger through the window, and jabbed a needle into his neck that made him go limp... I tried moving. I tried. I really did... But that faceless bastard just wouldn't let me go... Some others from outside the hall came running in at the sound broken glass, and I remember looking at them for a moment. I looked back, and He was gone. Carlos had already rushed the window... But Spinner and Kruger were gone.

And we still don't know where they are. Five days later. We've been looking. Elliot has been looking, hell Corvin's timberwolf-cult fuckers are looking, apparently. Not a goddamn trace, and no one noticed the masked son of a bitch carrying an unconscious guy through a crowded campus.

And that's been my week. Well... I guess I should probably mention the three week disappearance. Godfuckingdammit. Carlos was missing too. No one had any idea where we were, but the Timberwolves were out looking for us in the woods, and apparently Corvin was blocking Elliot from telling anyone about it, or so Elliot told me, anyway. Someone in Washington is apparently drowning him in paperwork, and his superiors don't seem to want him here anymore, despite the deaths and disappearances. So, Corvin is probably moving money around to keep this shit as hidden as possible. Meaning our disappearance went unreported by anyone but Elliot, and it was promptly ignored by everyone who could possibly help. Kruger meanwhile was working on "something" while we were gone. Probably the same something he was going to talk to us about...

We're going to keep looking... Its all we can do, at this point. Better in fucking Corvin's hands than Spinner's. I think.  

Dull Day

Alright, Kruger, Carlos and I discussed the crap from yesterday and a couple things are worth talking about, we think. Corvin said Spinner is not actually a Spider-Man, but is just a hallucination brought on by the actual Spinner sneaking into our room and drugging us. Kruger's first thought was wondering about whether he's lying, cause we don't exactly trust the guy who bugged our room and has a giant rapist grin on his face every time he sees us. Speaking of bugged rooms, Kruger tore apart the walls of his room with a hammer, and said he found exactly no cameras, so... That's kind of weird. Spinner, or whoever he is, was targeting all of us, right, and Corvin knew that. So... This is fucking weird. But back on the subject of Not-Spinner, we have dumped all our stored food and water, and are now eating at the shitty Cafeteria that we all hate.

So assuming Corvin didn't lie... That means Not-Spinner is just a guy. We can kill that much easier, probably, than a Man-Spider thing, or at least get it arrested... Guess that would explain why Elliot didn't shoot on sight. He didn't see a monster, he saw a person. So... I guess this all really points to Corvin not lying. Or at least, telling the truth about Spinner being just a guy. Of course, now we have more questions. Firstly, why is not-Spinner only attacking Carlos and myself now? Kruger hasn't been attacked since he got here, and he doesn't have a roommate anymore. Wouldn't that make him easy pickings? Hell, wasn't I supposed to die last or something? Feel like answering that Anonymous Douchebag?

... Kruger wasn't particularly happy about that line of questioning. Seemed to think Carlos was trying to imply something. I don't know, myself. Spinner killed Kase, right? Kase and Kruger were friends. So why the fuck, if Kruger was Spinner, would Kruger kill Kase? And, Kruger wasn't even here for all of January. So who was Spinner? I just don't buy into it. Carlos is being paranoid, and I don't really blame him. The actual Spinner could be anyone we know. Hell, it could even be a random stranger... I know this is... Movieish, but don't Serial Killers tend to get close to their targets or something? Actually...

Is Spinner a Proxy? Wait... I don't expect a truthful answer on this but... Is Anony Commenter Spinner? That would kind of make sense, right? Ah... Fuck. Maybe I should stop posting on here... I'll finish this one though. Yeah. That will be a good idea.

Um... Carlos had no idea what kind of Incense Oil thing Spinner was using, because Corvin didn't exactly describe it too well, and I didn't ask questions due to panicking. Fucking great, isn't it?

As for Corvin's role in all this, I still don't really get what he wants, or is trying to learn. He probably has more than enough footage of Spinner smacking us around, and us reacting to Slenderfuck during his visiting hours. If he's trying to get... Infected, I guess... Why not just marathon MarbleHornets or some shit? Where do we fit in to this? I know he runs his little Timberwolf Cult, but they worship Spinner, who is evidently not the guy who is fucking with us. So what is Spinner?

Kruger's big question during our discussion, was probably the thing that is pissing me off the most. Why is our resident FBI Agent unable to arrest Corvin for this shit? I know he's rich, but no one is that rich. He keeps implying that his superiors, or maybe just a superior, is somehow stopping him. So why the hell is he even still here? If the FBI is unable, or unwilling, to do something, why waste everyone's time like this?

And that about covers it, I think. Thoughts anyone? Advice?

EDIT: OK WHAT THE FUCK. It is the First of Fucking April and the Middle of the Night right now. How the fuck did this happen? What the shit is fucking going on?

No. Nope. I am just going the fuck to sleep. I will deal with this fuckery tomorrow.  

Hidden Cameras

So... Late last night, Carlos and I were debating what to do for the millionth time. We really don't have many options, so we like to go over the potential ones we do have. All of sudden there was this big change in the air. Carlos was burning some incense to make him feel better, so the change was pretty obvious. The incense was very... Bitter smelling. I fucking hated it. But there was this new smell, and it was very sweet. We didn't really think too much of it, but Carlos decided to open the door and see if someone was smoking something outside. The smell was fucking overpowering. Carlos was almost stumbling to the door...

I didn't really notice what happened next until I heard a thud and saw Carlos drop. I looked at the open door and saw the outline that... Black Shape, contorting its many limbs in disgusting ways. I didn't even have time to react before it rushed me, slamming my head against the wall again, hard... But he wasn't so lucky this time, it didn't knock me out though I couldn't really move or focus... Spinner didn't try to finish me off though... Instead, he started smashing into a poster on the wall, frantically bashing at it with one of his limbs. I started looking around for anything to hit the fucker with, while he was distracted, but I guess my movement caught his attention. He stopped, and turned around to look at me with those empty black holes for eyes. We just... Stared at each other for a minute. I didn't know what to do... I have no idea why it didn't attack. Then I heard Elliot's voice come from the hall yelling "What the hell?"

Spinner smashed the window open as Elliot came charging in with his glock out, coughing but yelling oddly enough for Spinner to freeze before that monster jumped out the window. I don't know why he didn't just shoot something like that. He told me to call an ambulance for Carlos, and followed Spinner out the window. I never heard any gunshots, so I don't think he found Spinner.

But I haven't even got to the weird part yet.

The EMS guys arrived and picked up Carlos, who was unconscious. I made a point to ask their names, just in case. But while we were waiting, and I recovered from the... Shock I guess... I noticed something about the section of the wall Spinner was smashing. There was something in the hole. A Camera, and I could see through the wires that were stretching around the room in the walls, that there were even more fucking cameras around. Spinner didn't fucking put them there, so who did?

He asked rhetorically.

I have a good idea who, actually. But first, I'd like to talk about it with Agent Elliot. See if I can't get some information out of him about a related matter.

If he's alive, I mean. I haven't seen him since he jumped out the window after Spinner. I don't even know why he was in this building so late at night. But I mean... No gunshots either way. I would think he would've at least gotten off one if he found Spinner or Spinner found him. I hope something bad didn't happen... He is about the closest thing to an ally we have around here, I think...

Carlos is... Fine. According to the hospital, he has a mild concussion, and that's about it. Hell, I think he actually got off easier than I did when Spinner slammed my head... Why the fuck isn't he just killing us already? Why the hell did he bash open the wall like that? Did he want the Cameras? Did he want us to see the Cameras? Fuck, why can't anything be simple...  

A Hint of Normality

We've got Carlos back, and in more or less working condition. He's pretty sure that the Timberwolves were drugging him in there, to keep him unconscious for most of the time. Why? We don't really know. He says he doesn't remember much beyond them taking some blood samples from him. Think he's gonna go visit an actual fucking doctor tomorrow, just to make sure nothing is terribly wrong.

But it's always something isn't it?

Still... I think was a very good day. It's been... God, it feels like ages, since we've had a day of relative normalness. We, well Carlos, got asked today if we were ever going to start up another little magic show for the local kids. We hadn't really thought about doing something like that since this all started. So we discussed it, and immediately set up an impromptu show. Nothing terribly fancy by Carlos standards, given both of our conditions, but it was a show. The usual group of kids and students dropped by to watch. It was... Nice. It was fun for a change. I still don't know the names of anyone in the regular audience, but I know their faces and usual clothes. I doubt they know my name either, I'm just the assistant after all. I hold stuff, carry stuff, and occasionally "teleport" through the College's hidden trapdoors on the stage.

Corvin may be a creepy, weird, asshole, but he clearly isn't stingy when it comes to throwing his money at the College. We do seriously have a stage fit for a Magician. There is an entire basement level down there, that was almost unused.

Of course... We did have one new audience member. Fancier dressed than most, older too I think. Not the ideal audience member either. Never claps, or cheers, or laughs or gives any sort of reaction whatsoever beyond staring blankly at us. I'm just glad he didn't ruin things for us. God help us, we needed something good like that to happen. It's a reminder that not everything is fucking awful, that there is some normalness out there. It is what we aspire to go back to, and what why we will get through this.

I was... A bit worried though. For a minute there, I almost thought those kids could see him, but I think they were just following our gaze and reactions when we noticed him standing in the back. Nothing to worry about.

I... Hope.  

Only We Remain

Bear with me here guys... I don't feel good writing this. I don't... Think I've recovered from that shit a few days ago.

Agent Elliot dropped by again, with bad news. Looks like he was paying attention when I mentioned MarbleHornets to him, but he focused on the wrong bit. He said he tried tracking down everyone else who was watching the videos with us, and that Kruger helped fill in the blanks on his list. It turns out, that everyone on the list has been reported missing, mostly during Christmas break, but the latest one was just last week. Anyone around them told Elliot that they were acting bizarre before they disappeared. They were paranoid, convinced someone was watching them, and... Of course the drawings. Just like Me. Elliot asked again if I had any information to share but... What could I say? An internet monster got them? He didn't even believe me when I told him a Man-Spider was stalking me. No way he would believe me about Slender Man.

Elliot then told me that we, Carlos, Kruger and myself, were the only ones accounted for now. I'm not surprised. This is exactly what that fucker said would happen. So I guess now we have to figure out the plan on our own. First Spinner... Yeah... If we can kill Spinner, Kruger will be in the clear. Then I can handle Slender Man... Somehow. I don't exactly have access to a gun here...

Wait. Maybe I do... Shit, but that will need a plan and a half itself to work... One thing at a time. We can do this. We can. I can. Do bullets even work on something like that, though? Maybe you guys know more.

Did get some news about Carlos. He is set to be released in a couple of days. Kruger is worried that they, Corvin and those Timberwolves, might have been doing something to him in there. Considering they tried to keep an FBI Agent out, I am inclined to agree. But neither he, nor I, have been able to find out what. I haven't been in the best shape after that Faceless Fucker get ahold of me. Kruger meanwhile has effectively been kicked out of the Timberwolves.

It must be bad. They have always been party animals for as long as I've been here, but according to Kruger, they have gotten much worse since before Christmas break. Some kind of new drug is being passed around. Not the usuals, but something different. He doesn't what it is but... A lot of the Wolves, especially the older ones, have been acting... Bizarre. The cult crap that was always semi-present in the Wolves has been ramped up. Some of them are walking around in friggen Robes! We know Thomas Corvin has something to do with it, because he has been visiting the Timberwolf house more frequently. The older Wolves have taken to calling him "Prophet" even in public, which wasn't allowed before. Naturally the Non-Timberwolf students are starting to get really freaked out, especially given the murders and disappearances. I don't care how rich Corvin is, he can't cover this much crap up. I just wonder why nobody is doing anything about it. The FBI knows, obviously, and Elliot clearly isn't on board with what Corvin is doing... But for some reason isn't arresting him, or can't.

We really don't need this kind of shit right now. We already have Slender Man and Spinner. We don't need a bunch of drugged up idiots causing problems too. And you know they fucking will. They worship "The Spinner" after all, and that is who we're dealing with here... I think. Kruger seems to think so, and he was a Timberwolf, albeit one in it for the parties and not the religion. Fuck, I don't even really care if they worship the bastard, just so long as they leave us alone. But I suppose we'll know more about what we're dealing with when Carlos is finally let out.  

More Questions

Luck hasn't been on our side so far. Carlos is still in the infirmary, Timberwolves are still stationed outside it, and the only one I have seen go in or out, is that weird fuck Corvin. I would say I am starting to think he is up to something, but a guy like that is always up to something, and it is never good.

But the bigger problem is that, even with Kruger's help, we haven't found anyone yet. Turns out most of the people who watched MarbleHornets with us haven't shown up at school yet. Slenderfuck was clearly very busy over Christmas break.... Fuck. You know, the worst part is, some of them are probably still alive, like we are. They probably bunkered down in their homes, or tried to get help from family. What kind of idiot would leave the safety of their own home, to go live in shitty dorms, especially when being stalked by that nightmare in a suit? Goddammit all. Looks like it is just going to be the three of us after all... Or... Shit, maybe Two, if they don't let Carlos out of there soon. Fuck it, I am making that a priority tomorrow. We need to find out what the hell Corvin is doing with Carlos in there.

As an aside, Elliot caught up to Kruger today. Kruger tells me Elliot gave him more or less the same treatment he gave me, questions, coffee and all. But something useful did come out of this, I think. Kruger asked Elliot about Kase's body, and Elliot mentioned that he already knew about the disappearance. Not only that, though... The Ambulance that was carrying Kase's body, and the body of that security officer, didn't make it back. It was found crashed on the side of the road, with the drivers and Kase's body missing. The security officer's body was left behind though, and was recovered. The last bit of information Elliot gave up, was that no one actually seems to know who was actually driving and riding in the EMS at the time. So something fucking weird is going on there too, and if it is related to Spinner or Slender Man, it might be useful to know.

Advice, anyone? Theories? Anything would be appreciated at this point.  

Kruger's Alive

And surprisingly, he has a good explanation for where the fuck he's been the past two months. Fucking finally something is going our way, but sadly, Carlos hasn't been able to see it... One thing at a time. Lot of stuff happened... Uh... Bad News first I guess.

While I was recovering in our room, someone heard someone scratching at a door to one of the basement areas, and found Carlos bleeding from a head wound, shortly before passing out. I hear he's woken up by now, but the college isn't letting anyone him for some reason. Weirdly, some of those Timberwolf fratboys have been hanging out around the infirmary room they are keeping Carlos in, guarding the place or something. They wouldn't even let Kruger through, and he is part of the same damn fraternity. But it isn't just us being kept out. While we were scoping out the situation, we saw that Agent Elliot walk in, and come storming back out a couple minutes later. We couldn't hear what the "guards" told Elliot, but, seeing how Elliot never made it in to the room, it looks like they aren't even letting an FBI Agent through. I am pretty damn sure that is illegal, and bound to get someone in trouble, so we'll try and keep an ear open for what happens.

Now for the good/weird news. Kruger hasn't been killed by the Slender Man. In fact, he seemed pretty damn confused when I asked him if he has seen the Slender Man. He claims he hasn't seen the Slender Man, but he believes that Carlos and I have probably seen him. Why? Because that fucking Spider thing, The Spinner I guess, has been harassing him for the past three months, and given the shit he says he has seen, he is willing to believe about anything at this point.

All through Christmas break, he says, he has been seeing this big, black, spider/man thing with deep, dark eyes, watching him. He would wake up, and the damn thing would be on his wall, he would leave the house, and see it lurking in the trees. He also mentioned hearing a lot of shit at night, like someone moving around in his room a lot. There was even one instance where he woke up staring into what we presume to be Spinner's eyes, before Spinner shoved one of its hands down his throat, probably to keep him from screaming or something. Police couldn't find any trace of forced entry, or any sign of a giant bug man, but they did apparently try to arrest him for being on drugs.

I feel strangely validated in my decision to keep quiet about this mess...

Post-Christmas break, though... Apparently Spinner started to get increasingly hostile. He has the scars to prove it now. Parts of him look like someone has gone after him with a fucking machete. Apparently his house also caught fire in the middle of the night, and he only barely escaped through a window. It isn't hard to see why he wouldn't want to come directly back to College, with that shit going on. Though he did seem to figure that Kase's death had something to do with Spinner, hence why he is here now. He told me he wants to avenge Kase, and I agree. But we still don't know what actually killed him.

It's kind of weird, all things considered. We haven't found many, if any, of the missing students that Slender Man took. Maybe Spinner doesn't actually have anything to do with Slender Man? Kase's death is too different from all the ones that are mostly likely caused by Slendershit. But that isn't the only weird thing with Kase right now. The reason it took Kruger so long getting back here, is that he went to go find Kase's hometown, to pay his respects at Kase's grave. But it isn't there. Kruger asked around, and none of the locals had ever even heard of the guy. He tracked down where Kase said his house was, and it was up for sale. The neighbors said the family who lived there just... Up and moved out a few months ago. The cherry on the top is what Kruger found out when he made it back to town, here. He briefly dated this girl who was training to be a mortician, or something. The local Police unofficially employed her to be their morgue person, probably because she works for almost nothing, meaning she sees most of the dead bodies around here. According to her, Kase's body never made it to the morgue. She assumed it got shipped back to his hometown for some reason, but this was months ago. They would have buried him by now. So where is the grave?

So is this important? I have no fucking idea. But it is weird. And it definitely kept Kruger from getting here quickly. But better late than never, I guess. We can focus on the plan now. Kruger knew most of the people that were watching MarbleHornets with us, so he can find them easier than Carlos or I. So that is what this week is looking like. We find anyone else still alive, we band together, and we come up with a battle plan to kill the tall bastard, and that spider freak. This might be it... We might actually have a chance here.

But while I'm rambling... Why hasn't Kruger seen Slender Man? Hell, why can't he see Slender Man? I pointed him out in the distance today, and Kruger didn't seem to see him... I really don't get it. Kruger watched MarbleHornets at the same time as Carlos, Kase, Me and the others. So why isn't he being hunted? Not that I'm... Complaining or anything, you know. One less thing for him to worry about. If we can kill Spinner, he will be in the clear. Right? At least someone will survive, even if we... No. No, we will survive. Anything that lives can die, and human beings are the best killers there are.

And we'll prove it, even if it kills me.  

No Longer Alone

Fuck, I should have been paying more attention to this blog. I did not delete your comment Gray, which means that my account here is still not secure. Fantastic... But there is some good news at last. Carlos has finally shown up, alive. We've been... Discussing the situation. Slender Man and some other thing were stalking him throughout Christmas break. The other thing he was describing was a... Well, in his words it was "A fucking man spider thing on the side of my fucking house, man!" Empty holes for eyes, shiny black carapace, multiple gangly limbs. If I were a betting man, and I'm really not, I would say that it was the same other thing I saw in the forest, after the crash. Carlos, for some reason, thinks it might be "The Spinner" that the idiot fratboy cult worshiped. I don't think so, personally. That cult shit couldn't possibly be right, could it?

Still no word from, or of, Kruger... We discussed it and, I gotta be realistic here. If he hasn't shown up by now, he probably isn't showing up at all. My bet? Carlos mentioned experiencing something similar to that period of time where it was... Like... I was trapped in a second, with no one around. If we both dealt with it, maybe Kruger did too? Maybe Kruger... Didn't make it through his.

So we need to fucking find any of those others that watched the video with us, ASAP. Carlos knew a few of them. Alaric Brooks, Cody Padgett, Gilberto Garcia and Wendy Fielding are all dead. Reported missing, and there is an FBI Agent running around the campus asking questions about them. Carlos agrees with me on this... Telling the FBI anything would be pointless. We don't exactly have any physical evidence that we are being stalked by a nine foot tall faceless anorexic, and his pet spider God. Assuming... They are, in fact, working together. Which, we don't know for sure, really. Of course, that being said, we are trying to figure out anything to tell this guy that might point him in the right direction. That there is actually something out there killing people, and that we are in real fucking danger...We just don't know what we can do to point him in the right direction, short of risking his own... Infection, I guess...

For right now, all we can do is wait and try not to die, if that faceless fucker suddenly gets hostile again. I do feel a bit better now that there are two of us though... But does safety in numbers really count against something like the Slender Man?

I am an Idiot

Dear Diary, I did something stupid today.

Future-Me, do you remember that nice 30 foot drop into a small creek near the woods? Future-Me, do you remember that time one of the local kids Carlos was entertaining accidentally dropped a goddamn doll over that drop, and it landed on top a tree? Yeah. Fun times. I really would have thought my body would have recovered from my injuries a bit more by now, but I hurt like hell! Everything that was broken is now insanely sore again, and I don't know why. I just climbed a tree. That was it. It shouldn't make me feel fresh out of the hospital.

At least the girl was happy to have it back, though her Mom might be more reluctant to let her come watch the Amazing Carlos eat fire and blow it out in front of a group of children. She just freaked out for no reason and bolted away from the "scary man." That is probably the biggest compliment anyone has ever given Carlos. "Scary." He looks like a goober even without the magician outfit. Maybe she was expecting Harry Potter or something?

Actually that might be above her reading level, now that I think about it.

Carlos seems just depressed about the whole thing, though. Real perfectionist about his performing, and kids are his favorite audience. I told him he can't please everyone, and there will always be some oddballs in the audience that don't think he is entertaining or... Thinks he consorts with Satan or something, to get his magic powers. Because the kid really did look scared.

Maybe I should tell Carlos to knock off the fire breathing and eating around kids that young. For now, I am going the fuck to sleep and hopefully not feel like garbage when I wake up.