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.