Wednesday, April 6, 2011


Holy. Shit.  I just woke up in a bush under my hotel room's window with blood all over my face.
Seems to have come from my nose and ears.

I don't remember much. I remember him looking in my window and then... its like he started pulling out memories. Stuff from when I was a kid, my parents funeral, etc. He told me I didn't have to be alone anymore. That if I went with him I wouldn't feel like this.

I almost went with him to be honest... I really did. But it's like something yanked me away from him and then I woke up. Its been over twenty four hours though. I have no idea what's happened. Everything in my room is in place and untouched.

I think... I'm just going to clean up, eat some breakfast, and then get the hell out of this town. I don't know where to but I'm just going to leave.

Until then... I'll try my best to keep you posted.

EDIT: I have no idea what that last post was about. No idea at all. I'll just investigate it further later.


  1. You should have gone with him.

  2. Well I guess someone else had better plans for me. Even if I don't like them.

  3. Keep it together kiddo. It's only going to get crazier from here. And get something good to eat, eh? You just survived an attack by TPF. Treat yourself to something nice.

  4. There were waffles at that hotel. I feel better now, thanks.