I... don't know where to start.
I hate you, "Slender Man". I hate you so much... Every time I get my head on straight you throw something at me, you sick monster. Whatever the heck you're supposed to be... I hate everything about you. Every fiber in my being hates you. Part of me wishes you would just kill me and be done with it... I don't know what's worse. Living my life in fear of you or dying by your hand... or whatever you have on the end of your freaking toothpick arms.
Is this the first time I've ever said your name on my blog before? Maybe. It feels good, even though I know it might catch your attention. I'm sick of trying to avoid the bush.
TheAdvocate kidnapped me, if anyone was wondering where I've been. This is the first time I've been able to use the internet in a while. I tried to update my blog from my phone, but the battery died and theAdvocate got me while I had my guard down. All I could do was get out that message to Shady that theAdvocate had shown up at my house.
Speaking of which, I beat him down and chased him out of my freaking house. Twisted little... gah, I hate you too. He hopped out of a window when I started unloading rounds in his direction from the 9mm I keep for emergency situations. Didn't like that very much did you? Haha... partly proud of myself for that. But... I probably should have been worried about the repercussions.
I tried to move out quickly, I started grabbing boxes right away and shoving them into my car. I thought that maybe if I got to my apartment and contacted Shady, I'd be in the clear. I wouldn't have to worry about theAdvocate or any other proxies harassing me. I'd have friends surrounding me, and Mystery has wards set up that keep bad things away... I guess I didn't move fast enough.
I was on the way over to my apartment when something didn't feel right. My sight was hazy and I was starting to doze... I never fall asleep at the wheel. I pulled off the road for a second to stretch my legs, and... well, I was out like a light. I don't remember what happened after I got out of the car.
When I came to, I had been tied up, gagged, and tossed in the backseat of what I think was a mini-van. It was really dark, and I was alone. I couldn't see outside because the windows were covered in duct tape, but I noticed that we were parked...
I noticed the faint smell of blood, and that was when I realized that the seat cushions were stained red. I gagged. I did not want to think about what had gone on inside this evil little van. I heard the trunk door swing open and then... Bam. I forget.
Next thing I remember is waking up in a dark basement, alone. I searched in the darkness for a light switch or for a way out, but it was a fruitless effort. On the bright-side, I ended up finding a medical bag filled with fresh bandages and equipment. Turns out theAdvocate likes to keep a clean ship. Of course, I had my suspicions that this was theAdvocate's basement but I didn't want to jump to conclusions... there are plenty of proxies out there, and who knows how many of them have been stalking me.
I realized it was theAdvocate when I heard him singing from upstairs.
"I love you like a long song, Shady
Oh, I love you like a love song, Shady--"
I couldn't help but laugh. It was so pitiful.
I ignored his singing, and stumbled over a lot of furniture while searching the basement. I found a door while I was looking around... and... I'm not gonna discuss what I found in there over the internet. It was... twisted. TheAdvocate is a psychopath.
After about an hour of searching for a way out, I gave up and crashed on the couch. I don't know how long I slept, but when I woke up I could hear the sounds of another person moving around in the darkness... My first reaction was to grab a surgical knife from the medical bag to defend myself. After a few minutes though, I realized that I wasn't in any danger... It looked like I wasn't the only "guest" theAdvocate was having today.
I stood up and ended up stepping on a switch in the floor, near one of the legs of the couch. I don't know why the heck the light switch was built into the floor, but I guess I should be glad that I stepped on it. The light's sprang on, and I was momentarily blinded. Then, when my vision cleared I saw her.
Her name was Lullaby... She... I... We talked for a while and... It was nice having someone there to be with. I think she comforted me as much as I tried to comfort her. It... thanks, Lullaby... I...
I used the medical kit that theAdvocate had given me to patch up her wounds, and then...
I don't know what happened. The next day, I just remember waking up in the woods with Lullaby. We started running as soon as we were on our feet. I don't know why but theAdvocate had let us go. I guess we bored him or something. We... It was all so confusing. I don't even know how we found our way to the mansion... we almost got shot by some guys with guns who called themselves MASC, but then Mystery showed up and stopped them.
Now, I'm updating my blog from the mansion.
I... need to think.
I just wanted to make this post so everyone would know that I'm alive.
I'm not even gonna try and talk about how I feel about this Thuggee character...
Until next time,