Before anyone can ask, no, I wasn't hacked. I'll explain everything what happened since I did the last post, but right now, I've been sitting up awake back in my house for hours. I need to get some sleep.
I'm sorry everyone.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Stake Out: Hour Four
I'm getting worse. My arm is throbbing, it hurts to even type this but I'm gonna try dammit. Paranoia has set in, feels like I'm being watched. I need to get out of here soon. I can't stay here. Something really bad's gonna happen. I just don't know what.
Oh fuck, what the hell was that?
Oh fuck, what the hell was that?
Stake Out: Hour Three
Well...I think something finally happened. Just not in the way I wanted it.
I guess I closed my eyes to take a nap or something of the like (bad mistake on my end, I don't even remember closing my eyes), but when I wake up...well...first I notice this throbbing, horrible pain in my right arm. It's too dark to see and my laptop isn't bright enough to check it out. I just got back from checking all the rooms.
This wasn't here when I looked the first time in the house.
On the wall in one of the bed rooms was "GET OUT" in the same etching as the one in the living room.
Whoever did that is close by.
I guess I closed my eyes to take a nap or something of the like (bad mistake on my end, I don't even remember closing my eyes), but when I wake up...well...first I notice this throbbing, horrible pain in my right arm. It's too dark to see and my laptop isn't bright enough to check it out. I just got back from checking all the rooms.
This wasn't here when I looked the first time in the house.
On the wall in one of the bed rooms was "GET OUT" in the same etching as the one in the living room.
Whoever did that is close by.
Stake Out: Hour Two (Cont.)
One of the neighbors cats got out I suppose and knocked over one of the garbages cans in the back. This has all the set up for one of those cheesy 50's horror movies. Other than that, nothing else is happening. Maybe this was all a bad idea. Maybe I won't find anything.
I'll give it a little bit longer. Let's hope.
I'll give it a little bit longer. Let's hope.
Stake Out: Hour Two
Sitting in the middle of my friends dark, cold, silent house is insanely nerve wracking. I don't want to put on any music in case I hear something, I don't want to miss anything. Every little bump and sound is like a fucking orchestra around here. I remember when it used to be loud around here, it was noisey, laughing, joking. I wonder where Justin is now. I hope he's all right.
I don't know why I wanted to come here at night, but
Hang on, I just heard something coming from the backyard...gonna go check it out.
I don't know why I wanted to come here at night, but
Hang on, I just heard something coming from the backyard...gonna go check it out.
Stake Out: Hour One
So currently it's 10:00 PM where I am, it's about 35 degrees outside and I'm kicking myself for not bringing heavier clothing. The first hour, not much happened. I'm sitting in the living room, back up against the wall so nothing can sneak up on me, right in front of me is the giant "COME GET ME" etched in the wall. It's still chilling.
There's a few bumps and thumps in the night, but this is a shack of a house so that's to be expected. No loud obnoxious noises to be spoken up. Thankfully, the neighborhood is a pretty dull one. All in all, nothing exciting.
Be back in the hour, or perhaps sooner.
There's a few bumps and thumps in the night, but this is a shack of a house so that's to be expected. No loud obnoxious noises to be spoken up. Thankfully, the neighborhood is a pretty dull one. All in all, nothing exciting.
Be back in the hour, or perhaps sooner.
I Arrived
I'm at the house right now. I'm going to settle in. I've got the following items with me:
My Laptop (Of course)
My bat
My Flashlight
My Cellphone
I'm going to need to be careful here. I don't want to leave any sign that I was here. I'll update in the hour, just to keep a record of what the hell is going on around here.
Now we play the waiting game.
Bring it on you bastard.
My Laptop (Of course)
My bat
My Flashlight
My Cellphone
I'm going to need to be careful here. I don't want to leave any sign that I was here. I'll update in the hour, just to keep a record of what the hell is going on around here.
Now we play the waiting game.
Bring it on you bastard.
Here's the Plan
Okay, so here's what I'm going to do. As I'm sure some of you know, tall dark and horrifying was seen (or at least I hope it's him) in my friends home. Tonight, I'm going to stake the place out in hopes that I can find him. I'll have internet access thankfully, so I'll still be here to record my encounters. Since I lack a Camcorder, I'll have to record my happenings every hour on the hour.
I'll bring my Mamba Bat for extra protection. Stick with me folks, I'm gonna leave for the house at 8:00 PM, Central time.
I'll bring my Mamba Bat for extra protection. Stick with me folks, I'm gonna leave for the house at 8:00 PM, Central time.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
What I'm going to Do
If I plan everything right, I should have something to do. Something for both Justin and my project. I'm going to go to my friends house and stake it out there.
I know it's a bad idea, I'm probably gonna get the cops called on me, but I need to do something. So I'm going to go over there this saturday, and over the course of the night, record my findings. Hopefully, this will go somewhere.
I know it's a bad idea, I'm probably gonna get the cops called on me, but I need to do something. So I'm going to go over there this saturday, and over the course of the night, record my findings. Hopefully, this will go somewhere.
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