Thursday, December 29, 2011

Close

I saw Him last night at work. It was the first night I worked by myself because we were short-handed. It was about 6:30 AM, nearly time to go back to the break room...and still very dark outside. I had just finished up the extra work for the night when I saw Him. He was standing underneath one of the sickly yellow lights about fifty feet outside the restaurant (which is what I clean as my job). I wanted to run and hide so badly but my feet shuffled forward. Part of me wanted to yell at Him, ask Him why in the hell He was torturing me. As I placed my hand on the door handle, I blinked and He was gone. I heard the other employees heading toward the break room, and I stepped outside as soon as I saw them.

Needless to say, I didn't sleep well when I got home.

-Anna C.

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Breathe

I haven't seen Him in eight days; I'm finally able to semi-relax. My finals were last week and now that they're done I will be heading to North Carolina to work... Unfortunately it's a third shift job cleaning restaurants...that are near forest areas. I know I'll see Him again. Once this curse starts, it doesn't seem to stop.

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Long Ago

     Long ago I wasn't afraid of much. Now I'm afraid of every shadow, every crunch of dry leaves.
     I've been gone for a long time because I've been running. trying to hide. But I can't. I've been seeing Him and I can't deny it. When I'm not in class at college, I'm locked up in my house. I stay in my room unless I absolutely need something. All of my blinds are shut but I still feel like He is out there. He probably is. But it makes me feel a little less scared if I can't see. I suppose I'm a lot like the child that is afraid; she covers her eyes, but that doesn't make the monsters go away, not if they're real.
     I saw Him, the "Slenderman," for the first time at my college. I was eating lunch in our cafeteria, which one of the walls is glass so students can see outside, and there He was. He was relatively far away, about 50 feet I would say and nearly covered by the trees we have next to our library. I felt like he was staring at me with that faceless face of His. I nearly screamed but I just inhaled sharply, I stared back at Him for what seemed like hours, but when I blinked He was gone.
     But I'm still alive, in case anyone is wondering. I've been keeping up with the youtube accounts of the other poor souls that are having to go through this hell. I feel so helpless without the means to record myself as the others are doing. Something about knowing He is actually there is comforting in a way. It would mean I'm not seeing things. Or maybe I feel like I could contribute more by having a video recorder, as it would be further solid proof of Him.

I suppose I will go back to youtube to see if there is anything else I can learn.
It was my choice to start watching the "Slenderman" videos, and now I can't turn back.

-Anna.

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Letters

Noah updated with three videos. Before this update I have been watching marblehornets and everymanhybrid, who are going through the same thing. Noah received a package with a few things (video here) amongst them happened to be a letter. (letter here) Though badly burned and rather crumpled, there is speculation that it is Dr. Corenthal the everymanhybrid has been trying to uncover.
I've tried to decipher as much of the letter as I could, and my comments will be after ward:
(Burned places are four dashes (----) my deciphering are the words/letters/numbers enclosed in parentheses. If I'm really not sure of my deciphering, I'll put a "(?)")

"(07).22.1995

Although I'm far removed from ---- and for various interviews ---- Fellows Council held their ---- appearance. Why in Florida, ---- action' bit of the conference the "Mining Town Four" I ha(ve abopted/been observing and(?)) ---- researching the children. You ---- attendance. Well, an infamous (murderer (?)) ---- Fellowship's Charles Manson

For such educated men and women, you wouldn('t have expected such (?)) nonsensical things, they shouted at me, accus(ed) ---- rapist even. Maryann tried to reassure me via---- that night. Bless her, but it wasn't very helpful. ----

Roberts tried to stop me from storming out. I may have (to(?)) ---- leave that forsaken (asy)lum, which was adjacent to the pediatr(ic ward/center where (?)) ---- a young boy with sloppy brown hai(r received (?)) stitches ---- was some family, the attending nu(rse) ---- off... ---- my curiosity.

I for(got) ---- ...sh concerning the Fel(low's) meeting and stopped i(n to) listen. (So....(?)) ---- (abou(?))t plunging from a park (watch)er's tower. Playing a ga(me). Not his fault. Man made him do it. My veins ran cold at the nonchalant statement. I may have shoved the questioning policeman aside to talk to the boy. He greeted himself as Milo.

I can't help but to compare his stories with my children's. I'm going back to speak to him and his family tomorrow at their house. I've arranged plans to (meet(?)). (What) are the odds that this boy and I are visitors in a neighboring ---- (on the) same day, in the same facility?

                                                                                                     (Dr. J. Corent)hal  11.34pm"

Okay, so I'm thinking the obvious right now, because it's 3:05 in the morning here, and I'm tired.

Maryann is probably the Doctor's wife. (here) Milo had tried to kill himself (probably unknowingly) because The Observer told him to. The same happened to "his" (Dr. C's) children (the ones he and his wife adopted). Maybe the way you get into the "collective" (or whatever the Observer's minion calls himself; I'm tired) is to, well... yeah. Well... honestly I can't think right now. I need sleep.
If I think of anything, or if anything happens I'll try to get on tomorrow.
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Update: Nothing really happened to me. I heard some stuff, but I don't think it was anything of importance. As far as the letter goes, C. Manson convinced his followers (along with the help of drugs) to commit horrid acts of murder. The Collective left Noah some pills (here) and wrote "Take these, you'll feel better..." That's pretty much the only tie I see right now.
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Update no. 2:
My computer screen has been glitching and I keep hearing some kind of scratching noises. I sincerely hope that I'm just being paranoid...

-Anna.

Saturday, June 11, 2011

It's been a while

Well, the title of the post says it all: between the many tornadoes, the long time without power, and the paranoia I've been experiencing I haven't posted. If anyone out there is reading this blog of mine, I apologize. I think I've been seeing him...the Slenderman. I know, I know. It sounds crazy. But I've moved up to North Carolina for the summer, and I've seen a very out-of-place man in a suit at least once since I've been up here. At times I wish I had a video recorder but all I have is an old phone to take photos with, and I can't do much with that.... and at times I don't.
What if I'm experiencing this paranoia for a very real reason?
I think I am guys... and I don't know what to do next.


-Anna C.

Note: No out of the ordinary noises, though.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Noise

I keep hearing the same noises I heard over spring break at the cabin, and I'm home. I should be asleep right now but the noises woke me. I really wish I had a video camera so I could set it up outside to see (maybe) what is making that noise. I apologize if there are any typos or anything in this, or if it turns out to be a bunch of random sentences stuck together. It's so strange though. It's like whatever is making the noise followed me home like a lost dog. Maybe it's because the lack of sleep, but I feel like it's important to note. The coughing seems like it's gotten a bit worse, and I got a nose bleed for the first time in my life two days ago, right after sitting on my gazebo that is really close to the forest behind my house. It was really strange. I'm going to attempt to go back to sleep, it seems like the noises have stopped.

-Annalise C.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Hacked

Noah's accounts apparently got hacked. I had missed the entire event on the account my laptop died, my internet went out so I can't use my desktop, and now I'm on vacation with some friends.

Noah's accounts (twitter, youtube, and formspring) were hacked by the unknown caller, and the one who posted the "COMECLOSER" video. He(?) calls himself "the collective" and his purpose is to serve the one he fears. (The "Observer.") The Collective even went so far as to kidnap Noah. For about a week. Noah has no memory of the events, if any, that took place during his kidnapping. The Collective told us through Noah's formspring that he was in a "stasis" during this time. Things have definitely taken an interesting turn. Noah will be uploading the "nature trail" video today after his class.
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So yeah, I apologize for what's been keeping me from posting. I haven't seen any guys in suits recently, haha. Though I have been hearing noises. It may be because I'm in a new vacation spot, and slightly unnerved by these new surroundings... or maybe it's the whole "being surrounded by forest" thing. (My friends and I are staying in a cottage in the mountains... yeah, I'm boring) Every time I check outside there is nothing though the noise sounds close to this place, and there is a significant clearing from this cottage to the beginning of the forest...I feel like there is something out there.