Thursday, December 31, 2009

Home. Found what my sister's buried letter was pointing to.
Lead to a piece of notebook paper taped to the bottom of the 4th dresser drawer.
Letter instructed me to look for a file on my computer.
Found the file. Can't open it. Needs a password
Will post the letter and file later.

Massive headache again. Phone works but having signal issues.
Jeff got ahold of me. Says he's staying in Ocala with his grandmother until this shit gets cleared up.
Got asked by the cops earlier about the gun shots in the park and trail of mud leading to my truck...someone gave them pictures supposedly...

Called in to work today, said I wasn't going to be able to come in. When they asked why, I told them I had gotten jumped yesterday and was pretty messed up. Manager said I can have today off but tomorow I'll need to come in early to make up for it.

my sister's paper makes me a little uneasy... the sketch on the back... just....just wow.

he's here... he's watching. He's come and gone through out the day. think he's fucking with me...
he knows I know...

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

What went down.

Ok, so I'm alive. Don't know how, considering how they found me, but I am.
Still have a splitting migraine, and my phone refuses to work.. All my old messages are scrambled, most of my pictures are black, can't call out.. but, I'll get to that in a moment. I said I would post when I felt better (or rather I had Christina say so.) and that's what I'll do, before I get some more rest.

At 9:00 EST, I had finally gotten Jeff out of bed and ready to go. We were going to take two different vehicles there - my truck and his Kia. We figured that if something happened, that way one of us could go for help. What's a truck with out keys? I don't think the Slender Man is just going to reach in to my pocket and toss them out to him. ANY WAY.

We got to the park at 9:15 or so. There was one other truck there, and it was leaving when we got there. One of the neighbors - think her name is Sally. She walks her dog around the path that borders Silver Lake, but never enters the 'nature trail' area. Says her dog is spooked easily out there. Well, she waved at us as she was leaving, we waved back. She was the only person there when we got there, and from what I know - the only person there at all during the time I was.

Jeff and I set up a plan for when we were in there. He would back his car in as close as possible(There's wooden pole things to stop cars from getting in.) and leave the door unlocked. I was to go in first, and he would follow behind. And that's what we did. We both kept watch, checking all around us, also looking for anything that would give my sister's spot away. The pavilion in the pictures was where we got the first 'hint'. Her little symbol thing was carved in to one of the support beams, and colored in with red sharpie. An arrow pointed east, further in to the trail.

Jeff took this time to make sure his gun was loaded and ready to go. I got my knife at the ready, just incase.

about ten minutes or so of walking, we come across a rock with an arrow drawn on it, so we follow it's direction - north.

Wasn't long after that when Jeff found the log. Jeff may be a great friend and all, but, he's a clumsy motherfucker. Tripped over his own damn feet and landed on the ground on his chest. If it wasn't for that, we would have missed the log. He noticed the symbol on it and we searched around the area. The ground was covered with that stringy looking shit (long pine needles?) but, we could see a 'pattern' under them. There was a circle of rocks under them. That was where we dug.

Ended up leaving my little shovel thing in the truck, so I had to use my knife to dig out the hole. The jar was about down to my wrist level and tilted in to a chamber in the hole - not sure if we dug in the wrong spot, or if that was intentional.

So, as on the way up, we start taking pictures. Jeff was like "What's that over there in the trees?" and I thought he was fucking with me, so I'm like "What? Bigfoot?" and he just shrugs it off and says "Probably just paranoid. All this shit's got me tense." So, I take a few shots - one of which sends my phone's camera in to a shit storm of glitchyness. Finally get it fixed and start heading out. All of a sudden, I hear Jeff yelling "SHIT SHIT SHIT!", and the sound of three gun shots. He goes running, I turn to see what he was trippin out over, and just see something large and black, like four or five tree limbs all at once, shooting at me. I can only guess what it was...

So, that was around maybe 10:30-45 at the latest. I don't remember much of anything after that. I remember something that sounded like a child laughing, but, much much more raspy. Like, if you took Marge Simpson's sisters voices, made them laugh like a happy baby, and stuck it to a thing with out a body... I remember that sound and running. I never knew the park was that big... Or...was I even still there? I think I snapped a few pictures, but shoved my phone back in my pocket and kept running. Then it all went black.

When I came too, Christina and Jeff were over me looking like they had just witnessed a murder, I felt like I just binge drank for a month and had the hang-overs held off for one large 'gift' at the end, and I felt nasty..

Well, come to find out, I was covered in mud, found resting against the side of my truck. My knife was gone, my wallet was gone, all the change I had in my pockets was gone, I had a 'good luck charm' I got from my sister for my birthday when I was 10 - gone. Don't know what that was all about...

I got to Christina's at like 1:30 or so. Passed out on her bed. Think she said she told her dad I got mugged or something. He's cool with me staying - says that it's keeping her from locking her self away until school starts, which she does each year supposedly.

I went home around 3 to get a shower and some new clothes. Could swear I saw 'him' a few times on the way. Had no phone reception, my radio was picking up pure static, and the traffic lights were totally dead. Seemed like I was the only one on the road, too. Noticed shit on my phone wasn't right, too. Jumbled messages, missing pictures, ect.

Got home, got my shit together and got cleaned up, came back here where I proceeded to pass out again. Super bad headache. Christina says she had a horrible one too, and could swear she saw 'him'.

I woke up around six, and went over to her Neighbor, Joe, and asked him some stuff. Said I found a news paper article (one of you guys left one.) about some animal killings, and wanted to know if he was that same Joe. Come to find out, he is. People said that 'he' only sees you if he's after you. I would think the people cleaning up the messes he leaves might be considered targets too. He thinks the killer is fucking with him too - that cat Christina mentioned before... he said he tried to keep it quiet because he didn't want any drama, but, same style killing... Head penetrated with a thick, round cylindrical-spike, skinned, organs removed, and then placed back in the body in plastic bags...

I think I know what my sister's message means, by the way.
When she...passed... We had all the stuff like her stuffed animals (yes, even at her age, she had 'em.), her computer stuff, all her posters and personal stuff... we had it all put in storage, but we use her room as a guest bedroom now. That's why her bed and stuff were still in there. I assume by her little message, she's referring to her dresser.

I'll check that tomorrow. For now, I'm going back to sleep. I'm over at Christina's as I might have already said. I don't know how safe it is here, but after today, I don't want to leave her side. If she's a target as I am....well... I'm not going to lose another person I care about to this monster.


Remember to click for full size...

Pictures from in the park are NOT in any particular order. Putting them in the order I uploaded them..There's a strange one, too. Only one that generated a thumbnail...the thumbnail is different from the original...maybe a glitch....Also.. those shoe prints in the second pic look odd to tennis shoes or boots..they look more dress like..

About the jar and it's hole. Billy said that 1. The pics of the jar resting in the hole are just the top part of the hole, that it went down and then in at an angle, which he had to pull the jar up and through. 2. He said the thing was covered in dirt and that he used a bandanna to wipe most of it off before taking the pictures.

Some look distorted around the ground. Seems he was running. He doesn't remember running with the phone in his hand.
Keeping this quick, having wifi issues, phone won't get signal, and we could SWEAR we saw 'HIM' in the trees out back. Billy keeps having super bad migraines and isn't doing well - he seems real distressed. He's back over here, on my bed. Told dad he got jumped for his MP3 player and got knocked out in the process.
Going to post what I know first, then the pictures, instead of explaining each one.

'110 111 116 32 102 111 114 32 109 101' on back of paper(s). Under 'him'
'he' Has many more arms..more branch like.
'he' takes up two pieces of paper.
poem on paper : 'Roses are Red, Violets are Blue, the Tall Man is coming for YOU' - you is circled.
Two pieces are taper so pages over lap. Over laping pages make a hiding spot. When folded up the message 'under 4th drawer' is shown
Message on front ' The more you know the sooner he comes '
Message in blue 'sees all'
Messages on sides of paper - when folded back and lined up, 'Almost over' message present. Billy says that was one of the last things he heard his sister say.

By the way.. the pictures of this park...they remind me a lot of the place in my dreams...

Going to put pictures in a new post.
More of them than I thought

Quite a few pictures to upload. Mostly nothingness stuff, but they may be important. Billy went home to grab some new clothes and shower, but, he should be back soon. Expect my next post some time in the next hour.


This doesn't seem good. I got freaked out when Billy didn't call me. He was 15 mins late, but, I gave it a while longer. Jeff, the guy who went with him came in my house - didn't even knock - and was yelling about Billy like 20 mins ago.

"Billy's gone!" he was yelling at the top of his lungs.

We got in his car and headed to the park.. Found Billy. He was covered in mud and dirt, his head had a bit of blood dripping down it.. He was knocked out. He was slumped against the side of his truck with a slight trail of mud leading up to it.

His phone had a text he was replying to that came in at 10:49, we assume that's when what ever happened happened.

When Billy came to, he said the last thing he remembers was sticking the jar in to his backpack and sending a text to Jeff to get the truck started that he had a bad vibe, then it all went black. The text on his phone was not 'get the truck ready' but like a mad jab at the screen (He's got a touch screen phone.)

We have the message his sister hid, a few pictures of the location, and Billy is going to write once his headache goes away. I'll get all the stuff off his phone and uploaded, he said I could

Thank all of you for your emails. I know i was late responding to them all, but I did check them when eth time was up.

Secret Place - 2

Heading out there in just a moment, had to wait for Jeff to wake his lazy ass up.
Christina isn't coming. I told her to just stay home for now. If something goes down, I don't want her to be in harm's way.

Jeff is bringing his Glock 22, which fires .40 rounds. Based off what I've read, it won't do shit to him, but, like a commenter suggested, it could slow him down or surprise him.

I'm bringing various things. An LED flashlight, my phone, my hunting knife, and I've got a first aid kit in the truck (keep it for camping usually.)

I should make it there by 9. If I'm not back by 11, contact Christina.
Just got up. Splitting migrane, desire to just not do shit. Going to though. Gotta find the secret place.

--From mobile--

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

I decided. I'm going tomorrow morning.
I'm taking a friend with me. Told Christina I didn't want her coming. Not this time.
I don't expect to be there long, but, just incase, I'll post before I leave. If I don't post again in a two hour time frame, someone tell Christina to go to the place I mention in the post (just incase she misses this or forgets it.) and look for my truck. If it's not there, or there's any signs of problems, make sure she DOES NOT GO LOOKING FOR ME.

I will try to post pictures directly from the spot to the blog - they have this option to email pictures directly to the blog for posting that I'll test later.

I'm going to go prepare what I'll need for tomorrow.

Good night.

Secret place.

In regards to the comments on the binary, I know her secret place.

There's a 'park' of sorts right down the street. It has a nature trail and a man-made lake. Along the trail, there's this spot where she would always run off when we were younger. I was still in elementary school, she was in middle school. Any time she was mad at mom and dad, or any time she was depressed and wanted to be alone, she would go out there to think.

When our cat (well, her cat really.) Mikey died during my 5th grade year, and her 8th, it was due to a wild animal attacking it, basically ripping the poor cat to bits. Mom and dad didn't want us to bury it like that, so instead, her and I took his collar, dish and favorite toy and buried it in a box out in that park. That night, she told me "This park is my special place. I have a secret spot here... I don't think there's a better place for Mikey to rest."

I remember that, because it was the first pet I lost to death... And, it was the first time I had seen her so emotionless. Her voice was so dull, so eerily calm.

To the point, though. She never showed me her secret place, but I know about where it is down the trail, she was always scared to go past a specific spot, due to a story kids in the neighborhood used to tell. I can't blame her, shit, with what I know now... I'm a bit wary to go in there.

Bunch of kids I had known since I was real young had a story they would tell. A boogie man type thing. After a bunch of kids got nabbed from a local daycare center, it started going around. Well, around my area, the story goes like this : The day of the kidnapping, a very tall man with no eyes came in and opened his arms wide. All the kids ran to him to give him a big hug. The man wore a black suit and and long arms - long enough to hug all the kids at once. The man left with the kids, and they were never seen again. Rumor has it, he took them to a spot in the forest and ate them, their ghosts haunting the forest, letting him know who enters so that he may eat them too.

We don't even know for sure that kids were kidnapped. There was no news report, no witnesses, save for a kid who later killed himself by overdosing, and supposedly no record of any of the supposed kidnapping victims ever attending that daycare.

I was a more logical kid than my sister. When I heard 'Man with no eyes', 'in black' and 'tall and with long arms' I figured it was just a man with sunglasses, in black, and he was an adult. My sister on the other hand took it literal. I teased her about it all the time....

You have no idea how much I blame my self for what happened to her. No idea at all.
Just got an email from what I guess is a throw away account. Just a bunch of random letters with an email. Any way, the sender said he/she left a comment on the blog (which I'll go look for in a moment.) detailing how they 'found the truth' as they put it. They said hidden inside the picture was a bunch of binary code in a text file. Here's what he/she sent :

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No clue what it means. I don't know how to read binary. Do any of you?
I...fell asleep...during most of my Computer Science classes in High School, so even if they went over it... there's no way I remember it.
Hey. Christina set it up where I can post on here.
Just going to keep it short and quick.

We found the file, as she posted. People are implying something may be hidden.
We don't know how to find any of it. There's nothing on the computer saying how it could be hidden. Aside from that folder, there's nothing on here, it's like a new computer.

If anyone can find out what is in that picture, if there is anything at all. Please let us know.
Reading the comments you guys left, we tried to find that 'emotes' folder.
It wasn't there.
Billy remembered that this doesn't mean anything, though and that he hides folders all the time, to keep things private. I was like "haha, like your porn?" but just got a pissed look in response. He's reading me type this now and poked me in the side for it. Hahaha

Any way. We found this 'smile.jpg' image. There were a bunch of little animated smiley faces and stuff for MSN and AIM, but one image that stood out. Put it on a jump-drive and uploaded it on my computer so I could get it on here, because we can't find anything special about this pic. The only thing that jumps out is the crossed out circle that keeps coming up.

Which reminds me, last night, I had that dream again. It's starting to bother me...

Here's the pic :

In the folder, there was a text file named READ.txt that says "The WAY shows the TRUTH."
Not sure what that means.

Sorry about yesterday.

Wasn't able to get on yesterday. Billy got called in to work to fill in for someone, said that he needs the hours desperately, I got called up for a job interview and then to baby sit, again. If I didn't love those kids so much.....

Any way. We have the laptop - Billy has it with him. He also looked around the room for where that symbol thing could be found. He says he found something, whether as a coincidence or because that's where it was supposed to lead.

He left what he found in the mailbox for me, which I picked up when I got home.. I took pictures of them for you guys. The code on it looks like stuff you guys cracked before. (Are some of you hackers or something? :O ) Any way...Here's the pics (again, click to make them bigger. blogger shrinks 'em down.)

The symbol Billy found. Says his sister used it even before her 'problems'. He doesn't know what it means, if anything, but, she used it often.

Here's the paper Billy found. He said that the dot on her symbol - when it was found - was pointing under her bed. He said he searched under the mattress, on the floor under it, and around the general area. Dropped his phone to text me, the light from the phone let him see a corner of the page hanging down from the bottom of the box-spring.

In black, on the edges of the 'X' for the circle, there are letters.
Top left : H , Top right : I, Bottom right : D, bottom left : E - spelling out HIDE.
There are words on the circle it's self. Starting at the left side - "It is hiden in plain sight. Smile!"

Also, I'm not sure if she just made a mistake and crossed things out to start again, but a section of the code is crossed out in red and rewritten in black (The black looks like 2f 65 to me.) with NO NO NO! underlined under it.

Another code.

This part was strange. There's a piece of tape on the paper with 'HIDE' written on it. Another piece (well, pieces.) of tape covers that. There was yet anoter, totally covered in black, but loose on there - where it came off with just a little tug. No clue what it's supposed to mean.

On another note.. 'He' was back again last night. Lurking around the window. I didn't have the blinds closed.. saw him...
He normally has two arms for me.. I saw four this time.
That comment from earlier last week..makes me worry...
I also seem to be losing track of time too. I could swear when I got back from baby sitting it was ten. It's only a twenty minute drive from my aunt's house to my house, and I didn't go anywhere other than straight home..but I didn't come in until two.

When Billy texted me about the paper in the mailbox, he said he'd be over at like 8am, with the laptop. It's almost 7 now, so I'm going to go take a shower and get some breakfast.

Oh, totally unrelated, but someone asked me "What backdrop are you using to take those pictures? They're all on the same background." The answer to that is my comforter. My computer desk is right at the foot of my bed (small room, no where else to put it.) so when I go to take the pictures to upload them, I just lay them out and do it there.

Any way. I'll be back later.

Monday, December 28, 2009

Ok, so, Billy is knocked out on the couch now, Dad's cool with him staying the night. Says "You're twenty-one-years-old, Chrissy, you're an adult, you're allowed to have your boyfriend sleep in there with you." I had to explain that he's not my boyfriend, and 'just a guy I know from school.' I think he was just teasing me any way. But, what ever.

I'm highly creeped out by what I saw in those videos. The way 'He' moves... exactly like he does here. The way he hides where you can JUST see him, it's the same. I don't think I'll be sleeping until the sun is up... or later. Billy said he doesn't have to work tomorrow - so, he's going to leave from here when he wakes up, head to the storage place to get his sister's laptop, and then his house to look around the bedroom again, to see if he missed anything.

ToTheArk is confusing... There's no way I would be able to figure out the stuff in those videos.. I'd probably be too confused to do ANYTHING with them, and just ignore the guy. Billy says the way Alex started to behave through out the series is how his sister started. She went from being a gamer-geek girl who still had some popular friends, was talkative and had a bubbly personality, and slowly started becoming more and more antisocial, started dressing darker, becoming more reserved, stopped doing a lot of the things she enjoyed before - except browse the internet. He said she had an addiction - almost obesssion - to the internet and her codes.

Right now I'm going through the Wikidot page I was linked in a comment. It's VERY useful. Thanks, 'Lifegospel'.

I checked out the 'unForum' on that 'unFiction' site a bit, but.. It seems to just be people nit-picking unimportant things at the moment.. I still have it bookmarked. I'll check it out again at another time.

By the way.... I saw a few 'related videos' and their comments... what's this stuff about Jay owing 'Him' $20?

Sunday, December 27, 2009


I got an email from 'Telos' asking if the coded part was full or if some got cut off in the picture. I checked, and.... The M= part got cut off!!!

It should be '

You can see it in the full shot, but in the close up it's cut off. I'm sorry guys! I was in a rush to get them up and totally missed that!
Before we get ready to watch Marble Hornets, I'll show you what Billy brought over.
Like all the other stuff, he didn't know at the time what it meant - and he still doesn't.
The 'With Arms' and RM ORM O is what made him take this as something more than just insane babble.

Oh! Before I continue. He did read through the blog last night, and corrected me today. I keep saying there's a sketch book full of more stuff like this. He says it's a notebook. Doh!

Any way. Here's what was found.
(Quick note about the pictures! Click them for the full thing. They're cropped down to fit the blog. Think Blogger does it automatically.)

Billy says it was folded just like that. Upon unfolding it a few times, this next image was found.

It's hard to see in the picture, but it says 'FIND ME' with the symbol.

This is the full front of the sheet.

Close up of the message. I think it may be a riddle or clue or something. Billy agrees.

Lastly, there's the coded part.

The red arrow says 'HINT' on it in black. Also, the 'POWER ON' thing seems different. The N isn't like any other I've seen her use. Billy says it looks like what we saw on the other picture from before. I never got to taking a picture of it the other day when my battery died, but, I just took one of it now :

Billy says he remembers that symbol in the second image. Says it was on a loose scrap of paper in her room. He remembers where it was, at the foot of her bed. He said he's going to go 'find' what ever may be there. He says he doesn't have high hopes, there were a lot of small scraps of paper all over, and this could have just been blown around the room. But he says he's going to check any way.

We're going to watch Marble Hornets now. We have the blinds closed, the curtains drawn, the lights on and for the odd event the power goes out - A battery powered camping lantern.

I'll post when we're done watching them. May take a while... seems that with this Ark guy's videos...there's quite a few.
Sorry for the lack of promised posts. I had a last minute call from my uncle to come watch his kids. Home now. Billy is coming over. He doesn't have work tomorrow, so he can stay for a while.
Wish it would have been earlier - watching these videos at night is going to be....creepy.
Decided I would take the advice of my emailers and the comments.
I'm going to watch the Marble Hornets series. Texted Billy before he was off to work.. he said He'd watch them with me. Thank God.. After reading about them, I think I need someone here with me.

One of my emailers mentioned meeting in person, he lives around here. I think that may be good. One more person here makes me feel better.

He didn't come last night. Not to me. Not to Billy.

I talked to my neighbor Joe about 40 mins ago about the coded stuff - told him a few friends from school were starting a 'geeky puzzle game' with the prize being movie tickets to who ever solves it first. He told me that if I needed help to show him the stuff and he'd take a crack at it. You guys seem to have this stuff down, but incase anything else comes up, i thought it would be good to have another head take a crack at it. He saw 'him' too...

Any way. Billy gets off at two today. I'll post about the new paper when he gets here, then we're going to watch Marble Hornets. I'll keep you all posted.

Oh and...
Thanks for your support. Means a lot that total strangers would even read this, but more that they would help me figure it all out.
Billy said he found the paper that the rmo thing was on.
He said he wouldn't have at first, if it wasn't for the 'with arms' note on it.
After reading the decoded stuff that was posted, he kept a look out for that too.

He said that he has to pass my place on the way home from work, so he'll bring it with him and we'll post it up when he gets here.

I got a few (three or so) emails asking about why I made it sound like this girl was his lover or something. When he first brought her up, he wasn't being direct and dodged around who she was. I had asked him about that when he first told me she was his sister. He said that he and his mother were so ashamed that they didn't see the signs and get her real help that he didn't want to admit she was family until he knew he could trust me enough. I don't blame the guy... It's one thing to not be able to help a friend, but a totally different not to help family. My aunt lost her first husband to drugs. She couldn't help him, and he refused rehab. Ended up dying. She dodges the subject too. So I totally understand.

A few others asked if Billy knows about this blog. Yes, he knows about it, but he hasn't seen it. He never asked to. When I brought it up to him, he said "Let's just get this stuff up and online first. If anything major happens, then I'll check it out. Right now though, it would be too much."

Oh! And before I forget.
I was so paranoid out at the theater we went to. It's an upper-scale one out in Weston (Which for you out of stater's who don't know; Weston is home to quite a few million dollar houses. It's considered an 'Affluent Neighborhood.') and there were a bunch of people in black suits. Thankfully most of them had hair...and they all had faces.

Besides the little paranoia though, the movie was AWESOME!!!!!!!
Yeah, the plot was a military assholes being typical military assholes, struggle for resources, and a deserter who becomes the 'leader' of what was once his enemy. Predictable, but, the 3D was AMAZING! If you guys haven't seen it, go do so asap!

AND! As a plus, on the way up there, my dad was fidgeting around with something and talking to someone on the phone. I thought he was taking care of business related stuff. Well. He looks back at me and says "Your phone is going to stop working in a minute. Tell me when it loses signal." I'm thinking what the hell? But, I go along with it. When it drops, I tell him. Two minutes later, he hands me a BRAND NEW SAMSUNG INSTINCT!!!!!!

Today is a GREAT day! I don't think even You-Know-Who could change that!

But, wow, it's already almost 2:30. I'm going to get to bed. Goodnight, all of you out there :)

Saturday, December 26, 2009

Back from the day with the girls.
Was great to just be able to relax.
Got my nails done, highlights in my hair, and blew all the money on that Victoria's Secret giftcard.
I won't say what's on my mind...don't want to jinx it, but I'm sure you guys know what I'm thinking.

As for all the code things. Billy looked the stuff up and found a hex decoder program thing. Said that if those four pieces came from a bunch of hex code, they may just be hex.

He said he got two results. Once going across from the top, once going down row one, then down row two. He got these as his results :
across - 72 6d 20 6f - rm o
down - 72 20 6d 6f - r mo

He said that he'll look through the other papers and see if this is mentioned in one. He remembers one that had those three letters in it somewhere, but doesn't know what they mean off the top of his head.

As for me, I'm going to go back out. Mom and Dad want to go see Avatar and they're bring me along.

I'll be back later :)
Joe came over again to talk to my father. He says he's having problems with the Satellite TV , and that it happens when ever the 'tree branches scrape the shutters', so he thinks it's the neighbor's tree causing interference. He wants Joe to see if he can position it better.

Joe was surprised when he went to the side of the house that mom and dad's room is on, to see the closest tree branch over three feet away. He came in and told dad that the neighbors must have cut the limbs shorter, because there was no way the one closest would even come half way to the house, but that he repositioned the dish a little more to the west, claiming that what ever the case, he would get better reception that way, and that who ever installed it was in a rush.

I wanted to scream to them; "IT'S NOT THE TREE, IT'S 'HIM'!" but... I kept my mouth shut. I don't need dad thinking I'm crazy again. When I went through my 'punk rock' phase in High School, he flipped out on me. I don't need him going totally insane thinking that I'm fit to be Baker Acted.

Any way, I'm off to Ft. Lauderdale for the day, going to see some friends I haven't seen since this time last year. Hopefully it'll take away some of this stress... A day out with the girls can work wonders.

I got hardly any sleep last night... He didn't come back... but the weird dreams did. Same one about that red x'ed out circle of blood in the hole with the skeleton... Which really freaks me out after seeing the pictures.

Billy came over today around 7:30. He appologized for not calling back soon, but he was playing his guitar for his family at the party. He brought over three ratty looking papers. I'll include them as I bring them up later in the post...

He said that they were the first papers he and his mother found in her room. They were scattered around the body, except for the one with the odd dots and lines on the back. That was in her hand... He said the only reason they kept them was because they wanted to know just what she was doing drawing/writing them. This was before they found her notebook thing.

First Page :
The first one he showed me seemes to just be a lot of psychotic babble.
From top to bottom :


A circle with an X through it... VERY similar to what I saw in my dream.

"HE SEES ME" with 'ME' underlined three times.


"FOUND ME!!!" with 'ME underlined twice.

Upside down, on the bottom, it seems to say "EYELESS WATCHER", with the E cut off.

On the back, a crude drawing of 'him' with "SEE YOU SEE ME" beside it. He's got what looks like six arms in this one. I've only seen him with the two, but, the stories I've read say that he can grow new ones at will... BIlly theorized that the more arms the more dangerous he is to his 'prey'.

Second Page :

Another crude drawing of 'him' with what appears to be his 'arms' bent forward. It says
"REACH OUT" with an X through the 'O', followed by several dots, then "GET ME" underlined three times.

On the back there was a series of dashes, each 'set' underlined. Looks like some sort of code I've seen in an old movie before.. not sure though. It reads

.... . .-.. .--. / -- .

No clue what it means. Billy says he doesn't know either. Supposedly this is the first time that he's looked at them since the day they found them. He's been too devastated to look at them, but he says that he feels like helping me will help him repent for not being able to save his sister... I guess figuring out what is on these papers will help figure out how to save me too?

Any way... Page three :
This page has a lot going on in it. 'He' is in what appears to be a crude drawing of a window. Under it, it says 'SEE YOU', with the 'O' Crossed out like in the other pictures. The Y branches out to different things. I'm not sure if these are supposed to be arms or 'blood' or a river or roots or anything - but those are the ideas Billy and I tossed around.

The numbers and letters appear to be a code of sorts. They're kinda hard to see in the picture (damn cellphone takes horrible pics. Dad said he's going to get me a new one soon, for the new semester.) I'll type them up, though.
6F 70 65 6E 20 77 69 64 65

Not sure what this means.. but the letters on the side seem to be in the same format.

77 69 74 68 20 61 72 6D 73 20 77 69 64 65 20 6F 70 65 6E

It's worth noting that all the 0's are crossed like the 'O's and the symbol.

On the back of the paper, in the bottom left corner, there's upside down text with two arrows pointing up (if you turn it upside down.)


WAY was written like that, and circled. Billy showed me the paper has fold lines in it. Distinctive creases different from the crumbled bits on the rest of the paper. If you fold the paper at the line that cuts horizontally across 'SEE YOU', turn the paper on it's side and fold it across the line above the long code, you get the 'x2' bit, pointing to four bits.
72 6D
20 6F

Also, I didn't take a picture of it, because my battery died (I'll get one later, he left the papers here for me.)..but, if you turn the paper over from that part, you see the top half of 'him' in the window, with that trail from the Y coming from his body. The 'OU' in 'YOU' looks like "ON".. Billy mentioned another paper having ON in it, and said that he would get it for me on monday, he works today and sunday. He's already left, running a bit late due to stopping by here.

If any of you read this and can help us figure out what these 'codes' mean, please let me know either via comment or email.
( balmontc( AT )gmail(DOT)com )

Also, I'd like to make a note for the anonymous joker who left the 'HE COMES' hidden in that comment. It's not funny. Any more comments like that one and I'll be disabling anonymous comments. This isn't some game. This isn't some joke. And I won't take people trying to mess with my head... Already have one 'person' doing so already..don't need more.
Billy called back.
was at a party with his family
he's sorta drunk.. but says he'll come by tomorrow when he gets up
has something to show me

not sure what.. phone cut out on an off....static and all that.

I'm going to try to get some sleep.. I'm on the couch in the living room now.. feel safer out here than in the room.


Friday, December 25, 2009

The peace couldn't last long... could it?
He's back.. Or was.

I saw the shadow outside my window again. It stayed there for a good 20 minutes before lurking away...

Neighbor - an older man named Joe came over and knocked on the door with his wife (think she's Bess or something.) said he saw some "Tall freak" stalking around the side for a while before 'vanishing' in to the darkness of the back yard..

So it's not just me...

Itried to get ahold of Billy.. Got his voice mail.. I must look like a desperately obsessed school girl..ringing his phone off the proverbial hook.. Hope he gets back to me. I'm scared. I'm writing this from my laptop in the bathroom.. Only room in the house that's not right on an outside wall.. only room in the house with out a window... Lights are on..Have a towel stuffed where the door meets the floor.. Joe is a no nonsense guy.. served in Vietnam and owns a computer repair shop. He's the type that if someone says there's a ghost - he pulls out all sorts of scientific stuff to denounce it. If he says he saw something.... it must be real.
Christmas went well. Just got home from Grandma and Grandpa's place. Had to drive, mom and dad were way too smashed. Everyone loved my desserts - I made a white chocolate cheese cake and lemon cookies with bits of candy cane in them, which the kids loved. Billy called around noon, said things were well on his end, which is good. I hope they stay that way.

Had a chance to talk to grandma about 'him'. At first, I was being indirect and just hinting at the problem when I finally came out and told her about a 'very tall, skinny guy in a black suit' following me. She took me in to the kitchen away from the family and explained to me that when I would spend the night there, while my parents were out to dinner or the time dad broke his leg and he and mom went to the hospital, and similar situations, that I would some times complain about a tall man in black outside the window. She said that she figured it was my personal boogie man or something to get attention while my parents were gone (I do admit, I was a bit of an attention-crazy little kid.). She told me that I'm probably just having my old nightmares come back to haunt me due to stress.

I told her she was probably right - that my finals had me stressed for the last month, and that once things calm down, I'll probably be fine. I knew this wasn't the reason, but, I'm not going to let my grandmother think I'm totally insane.

I read the comments on my last post and I think I'll try the brick powder thing. I've heard about it in all sorts of contexts, but always to ward off evil from entering. About the gun - Again, I'm a 21 year old college student who doesn't have much money (Though I did get a $100 Victoria's Secret gift card - Thanks Grandma!). Even if a 'high powered rifle' would work - I don't see me having the means of getting one. Plus, from what I've read - and what the other comments say - it won't do anything any way.

I've been thinking about getting in contact with this 'Jay' guy who's doing the Marble Hornets series and seeing what he has to say. I know it's fiction and all, but, if he's doing a series on 'him', he possibly did enough research on the subject to know how to protect my self.

Here's hoping.

Merry Christmas...sorta.

Couldn't sleep.. I haven't seen 'him' tonight, but, I can't get 'him' out of my mind..
I think I'm getting to that point where I don't even need to see 'him' to be terrorized, like people who see a horror movie one too many times and hear a noise and are instantly startled.
It's horrible...

I mentioned in a comment how electronics seem to be effected by 'him'.. It may be unrelated, but the Christmas lights around the side of the house where my room is have all gone dead. The same with the lights on the fence that split my neighbor's house from mine - one of those tall wooden privacy fences. They're his lights, but, I just found it awkward that both of our sets have gone out.
It's not snow or anything. We don't get snow in Florida. There hasn't been any rain in my area this week either. We just put them up last Monday, too...

Billy suggested putting the shutters down and putting a piece of cardboard over the window, just so if 'he' does come back, I wont see 'him' stalking around. 'He' hasn't done anything aggressive yet... Just scare the piss out of me.

Jim - the friend of mine who thought it was just a peeping tom - says he has seen all of Marble Hornets that's been released, and that it seems my situation is similar, in the fact that I haven't been attacked (he made sure to add a yet after that. Gee, thanks, Jim.) but I have been stalked and had my electronics messed with.

I don't know what I'm going to do... I may watch the Marble Hornets videos, or continue to read up on that unfiction site. Seems to be a big game to them... I understand, I mean.. this Marble Hornets thing is a work of fiction and all.. But, it upsets me, knowing I'm living through this sort of stuff, and people are making games and stories on a similar subject.

Any way... I'm going to try to get some sleep. I have five-year-olds and grandparents to entertain tomorrow. They're expecting me to make dessert too, so, I'll need my sleep. Don't want to confuse baking powder for baking soda again, or the salt for sugar. I've done it before...

Merry Christmas to those who celebrate it.

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Today was great for me... But.. Billy called. Said he had problems all night. Scratching sounds on his window, tall humanlike shadows lurking around his yard, he couldn't get his Wifi to connect.
I think showing me those papers may have caused 'it' to be upset with him.

Hopefully tomorrow will be good for both of us. It'll be Christmas.
I won't be home, I'm going to my grandparents for the typical family morning, and then dinner.
I think I'm going to ask grandma-Joanne about some of this stuff. She's always been one to be interested in things out of the norm. Just in case, though, I'll make sure she's seen me have a few glasses of wine, so if she thinks it's pure madness, I can pass it off as being drunk.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

I forgot to mention it before... My phone didn't work at all during our meeting or my trip back home... I think 'he' was around...
Billy met me for lunch today, to show me some of the things he managed to get ahold of from his 'friend'. A bunch of what looked like sketch-book pages, filled with thick black lines done with what seemed to be crayon. Each paper was nothing on it's own, but put together, they formed an identical image of the thing that has been haunting me all this time. In the background, there was a big red circle with an X through it. On the backs of these drawings were insane rantings. Most of which was "IN MY MIND" repeated over and over. "HE SEES" and "LOOKS INSIDE" were also present. I asked Billy if I could scan them, but, he said no - not today any way. I didn't tell him about the dream. I don't think I will. Not yet...

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

I had a dream last night. One I vividly remember pieces of, but have totally lost other bits of.
I was in the forest down the road, running through the trees in just my bra and panties. I was being chased by something I couldn't see, but could feel, something I could hear following. It was moving slowly, but, it's steps were large enough for it to easily keep up with me. I tripped after a while, and fell down a hole. In this hole, there was a skeleton of a small child, on the wall, a large circle with an X through it.

X marks the spot?

I don't remember the rest...

Monday, December 21, 2009

I found some websites and videos about the Slender Man. There's a series on Youtube called Marble Hornets, some fictional series done by film students or something. It has a lot of views, so it may be good, but, to be honest, I'm too scared to watch even fictional stuff about this Slender Man. It seems this Marble Hornets thing is something of a game, like the stuff that went on for Cloverfield and Halo 2 - I had a few friends playing them. How anyone can make a game out of this stuff is beyond me. Aren't they scared? There's a site called unFiction that has a whole section of it's forums dedicated to Marble Hornets. I figured I would book mark it. While it may be about a fictional series and game, there seems to be a lot of discussion on the Slender Man mythos... may be useful.
Tonight, I called Billy - the guy I met on the bus. I told him that I had read up on what he had told me. He told me that at the time, there was nothing telling how to get rid of the Slender Man, but that he would be here for me through this. He mentioned a friend having similar problems, and that he dismissed it as foolishness, until she commited suicide, leaving all sorts of odd messages behind. He told me that he may not know me well, but that he feels he needs to make up for what he didn't do for his friend. The way he talks about her, I think she may have been more than a friend.

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Ok, so I am totally freaked out now...
I did research on this Slender Man figure. Supposedly he is a made up boogie man like figure meant for teens and college students. He was created in some message board called Something Awful, and a few internet groups have taken in this mythos and expanded upon it.

This made me feel a little comfortable for a bit. Maybe I had just read something about this Slender Man a while back and it subconsciously came back to haunt me?

That was, until I read another message.

"The Slender Man has not always been known by that name. A group of creative teenagers and college students on Something Awful may have given it a name and expanded on the figure with their fictional stories, but, history has always had figures like this 'Slender Man'. In medieval Germany, there was a tale of a tall, slender nobelman dressed in fine black silk robes that would silently stalk the forests at night. In the day, he paraded as a figure of nobelity, but at night, he would cast off his borrowed face and hunt for his prey - mostly children who had sinned.

In the colonial times, a tale came up in many settlements of a man with spider like limbs that lashed like whips. This man was tall, slender, and hid among the trees, stalking and killing the settlers who strayed too far at night. He was claimed to have no face, and dressed in fine black formal wear.

In modern times, the Slender Man is seen in a black business suit and appears to be faceless. Witnesses claim he does not initially show his various limbs, until he is ready to kill.

In various accounts through out all the recorded stories, the Slender Man seems to have the same traits. He is very tall and slender (hence the name.), he wears black clothing that fits the era, he has a hypnotic effect on children and some times teens - forcing them to come to him, let him inside their homes, and other actions they would not do in their normal state of mind. He seems to be able to stretch and his limbs and grow new ones, to help catch his prey, or to help hide. Some accounts claim that the people involved thought he was nothing but tree branches, only to have been caught by surprise. The Slender Man seems to also enjoy instilling fear and panic in his victims and will often stalk them for days or weeks. It is theorized that he feeds off of these emotions. Modern accounts claim that his presence effects electrical impulses and often causes magnetic interferences with electronics. He also supposedly does not show up in night vision or thermal vision, as claimed by a US marine (who was soon discharged on the basis of insanity soon after giving his report.)"

This made me feel as if my heart dropped in to my stomach...Another person agreed with that message, saying that the posters on Something Awful may have had repressed memories, and that something triggered them to remember. Another said that children are more intuned with their senses and may have actually seen this Slender Man at one point or another. He or she (I couldn't tell by the username. It was a band name.) claimed that for a month, their little brother was telling his mother that the 'Tall Man came to visit' in the night, and couldn't sleep because it scared him.

Thursday, December 17, 2009

I talked to a guy earlier while I was on the bus on the way back from school. I had just seen 'him' again and was highly disturbed. The guy asked me what was wrong. I figured he was just trying to get my number, but, I needed someone...

I told him how I had been being followed for a few weeks now and that I was real scared, and now the man was following me to school. He suggested calling the police, I told him it wouldn't do anything. He assumed that I was talking about an abusive ex or something, but after I told him about everything (and missed my stop in doing so.), his expression changed.

He told me that I needed to be careful about going out alone, that I needed to keep my windows and doors locked. He told me to research the 'Slender Man'. He gave me his number and said that I should stay in contact with him. When we finally got off the bus, he waited with me for the one that stopped at the stop I missed.

Monday, December 14, 2009

He was at my window again. A scratching, like a tree branch rubbing against the metal shutters kept me up all night. Like I said before, we don't have trees directly outside the window on this side of the house. Jim still insists it's a pervert, just using a ladder or something. I suppose he could be right... but.. there's never any proof outside. No foot prints, no spots in the flowerbed where a ladder would sink in to the moist soil...

Maybe I'm losing my mind.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

He sees me watching him watch me. I'm sure of it.
On the way back from the store, I saw him again. Peaking just from behind the trees. He's so tall, so slender, I thought he was one of the trees at first. But I saw the face. Or rather, the lack of face on a 'blank' head. I sat on the bus bench and pretended to text a friend - I was going to for real, but for some reason, when ever he is around, I don't get signal. Any way... As I peaked up ever so slightly, his blank face - where eye would be - seemed to be connecting with mine. Thankfully the bus came earlier than scheduled.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Starting this blog to act as an electronic journal of sorts. I doubt it will be read.

Today he came again. The dark shadow outside my window. Just like a man standing there, staring in. A friend of mine online says it could just be a pervert trying to see me naked or something, but, I'm on the second floor of the house, and there are no trees directly outside my window. I tried telling him this, but, he thinks I'm just being paranoid. Maybe I am... Maybe it is all in my mind...