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.  

Return to College

Back at College. What a fucking week... Best report the most important stuff first. Carlos isn't here and neither is Kruger. Now, it could be that they were delayed, but I really, really doubt it... Still can't get in touch with them. As far as I know, I am alone here... And Slender Man isn't the only thing after me, it looks like. God fucking dammit, all of this because I watched a stupid fucking video, goddammit Kase, goddammit Kruger. Why now? They told me that they had watched it before, so why didn't they get stalked by this fucker back then?

Fuck. On to less important stuff, I guess. I am short a car now. I was driving back to college, and I fucking should have known this shit would happen, everything was too quiet for the past week... I turned a corner and there was the fucking Slender Man in the middle of the road, just standing there with his head titled and looking at me. I swerved and ended up... Crashing, again, into some trees down a hill... When I regained consciousness, I was laying outside my demolished car. The only injuries I know I got was a puncture wound in my neck and a few cuts and bruises. Maybe a concussion, but I can't tell yet. Either way, I got up in a daze, but I was still... Coherent enough to tell that he had fucking moved down the hill, and was now about 20 feet from me, blocking my way back up to the road. I wasn't thinking anymore, just panicking, and I ran deeper into the woods. I didn't look back to see if he was following me.

I just picked a direction and ran, until I came to a kudzu filled clearing. That's when I saw the other one, clinging to the trees. I think... It might have been that thing in my nightmare, back in November. It had these two giant empty black eyes. Pitch black, like no form of darkness I have ever seen. The rest of it was black too... Shiny and hard looking. It came crawling down from the trees, feet over head, contorting itself and those... limbs... into a vaguely human shape... I starting running, of course. I could hear its scuttling behind me, and every once in a while, I would see the Slender Man just in the corner of my eye, staring at me between the trees, getting closer every time I saw him. I've never hunted animals before, but I imagine that was what they felt like. The panic, the adrenaline, the presence of something just behind you at all times, no matter how fast you run. Mind numbing terror, beyond anything I had ever thought was possible... Christ. Fuck. Is this what life is for me now?

Eventually I got out of the forest, stumbled up a hill and into a gas station parking lot. I managed to get a ride from a woman named Beth, back to the college. I didn't see Slender Man or that other fucking thing follow me to the gas station. I wonder why? Not like Slender Man hasn't killed someone unrelated to this bullshit once already, just because he was too close to Kase. I haven't told anyone what actually happened. Just told Beth and the police the same thing... Guy in the road, I swerved, crashed and stumbled to the nearest gas station. Least heading back with Beth was fucking uneventful. Need to get a new car, but... Fuck I don't care. I just want this shit to be over with already. He is fucking with me. He's gotta be fucking with me. No other reason for this shit... If he can fucking teleport, there is no reason for a chase in the fucking woods! He could have caught me at any time.

I am not a toy. There has to be a way to fight back... If... When Carlos and Kruger get here, we need to figure out who else was with us when we watched MarbleHornets. Then, we need to all come up with a plan. There is power in numbers, so we're bound to... Think of something.  

What will make you struggle, little fly? You see the spider's shadow upon you, but you act as if you are still aimlessly buzzing around freely. What could be more insulting, prey, than to ignore the presence of your predator? The other insects caught in the web, they know... Their struggling is pleasing to me. Yet you remain in denial of what you already know, deep down. You saw Him too closely to believe your own words and petty logic.

You shall bear witness. You shall be the last, and before the end you too will struggle as they do. As Alec did, before the end.