Tuesday, May 31, 2011


She's missing.


She's gone....................

Yesterday we took the day off from each other so we could spend time with our respective familes for Memorial Day. It was a chance for both of us to explain to our families what happened with us (the whole "she's pregnant and now we're engaged" story). Surprisingly, despite what happened in my past with my ex-fiancee, my family was very supportive of us. My parents absolutely adore Kelley, and she does everything she can to get along with my family, which is a hell of a lot more than my ex did.

Today, Kelley was supposed to go and get the sonogram so we could actually see our baby and find out if it could be a boy or a girl. She was supposed to call me when she got out (since I worked today) so that I could go by her house and see the pictures.

She never called.

I called her several times, but there was no answer. I went online to facebook and such to see if she had been online at all today, but nothing. Then, it occured to me. After OutOfTheLie's last video, I thought that I should check youtube, see if there was another video.

There was.


Whoever this person was, they were IN her house, in her ROOM. The title of the video is CAPTURED. This person KIDNAPPED my fiancee. And I honestly have no idea where to start looking for her. I can't call the cops, they'll say there isn't enough evidence. Not only that, but if this person works for Him, the police will be of no help.

This must be there way to get to me.

Don't worry Kelley. Somehow, I will find you and save you.

Even if I must sacrifice myself for you and our child.

-Lucien Drage
Leader of the Isabel Initiative and the Keeper Alliance
Fighter for the Cause
Survivor of The Threat
Defender of the Scared
Friend of the Free-willed
Brother to All

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Another Video, Worried This Time

OutOfTheLie posted another video.

Target Acquired

This video stops right in front of Kelley's house.

I was over at her house last night and this morning, and she was fine. She left to go to the Bronx Zoo early today with her grandmother, aunt and that side of her family. Her two brothers will be home tonight, so they can watch over her.

That doesn't mean I'm not gonna worry about her.

Saturday, May 28, 2011

Good News and Bad News, Of Course

So first things first, the good news.

I did exactly as I said I would: I proposed to my girlfriend tonight.

Kelley said yes.

I am officially engaged to be married.

This had to be the happiest night for both me and her. Not only am I going to become a father, but now I'm going to be a husband too.

I dont care what else happened tonight. I could've fought off a dozen proxies or Slenderman himself, and it wouldn't have changed my mood.

For the first time in a very long time, I'm happy.

Not even the bad news changed that.

The bad news came in two forms. The first came from Kelley herself. She had another dream.

In this dream, she saw herself pregnant, and she was at a convention of some sorts. She believes it was the Rocky Horror convention we were at last month. All of a sudden, she started running. As she turned her head to see what she was running from, the only thing she could see was a tall, dark shadow chasing her. Suddenly, she found herself in the hospital, giving birth. She woke up at that point.

Again, it seems our tall friend found it's way into her dreams. I still haven't told her anything about Him, and I want to keep it that way. I don't want to ruin her happiness.

The second form of bad news came in a random text message I received today. I didn't recognize the number, but the message was as follows:

Check Your Youtube Account
-The Count

So, I immediately went to youtube to see what The Count was talking about, and I found a new video from OutOfTheLie today.

You Know

The video showed whoever this person is driving. I watched it frame by frame, and by the highway signs, all I could tell is that this person is in New Jersey (some of the highway signs included the Garden State Parkway). There was a music clip playing with it. I recognized the song. March of Mephisto, by Kamelot. One of my favorite songs by one of my favorite bands. Whoever this person is, obviously knows who I am and knows what I like. It's a little creepy honestly, especially the chosen clip of the song. It basically seems stalkerish. It makes me wonder....................nah, it couldn't be.

Anyway, I'm heading to bed. I work tomorrow, then I get to spend the whole Memorial Day weekend with my girlfr........I mean, my fiancĂ©. Goodnight all!

-Lucien Drage
Leader of the Isabel Initiative and the Keeper Alliance
Fighter for the Cause
Survivor of The Threat
Defender of the Scared
Friend of the Free-willed
Brother to All

Friday, May 27, 2011

The Next Step

It seems Kay is surviving in that other dimension or wherever she is trapped. Amal and Ryuu are doing their best to save her, and I leave it in their hands. They are dealing with things that I have no knowledge or experience in, so there is little I could do to help her out. This is their specialty, not mine. I will, however, take care of things on my hand as I normally do.

Meanwhile, after finding out about my girlfriend, Kelley, being pregnant, I decided that it's time for me to take the next most important step in our relationship.

I went to the store earlier today, and I bought something for her. I am giving it to her tonight after I get out of work.

I picked up an engagement ring.

Tonight, I am proposing to Kelley. I am going to make her my wife.

If I survive long enough for a wedding to happen.

-Lucien Drage
Leader of the Isabel Initiative and the Keeper Alliance
Fighter for the Cause
Survivor of The Threat
Defender of the Scared
Friend of the Free-willed
Brother to All

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

The World Is Changing...............

First off, something has happened to Kay. If you aren't familiar with her blog, then here's her update. She seems to either be in a mock version of her house, or she may be in another dimension or something. She is in her house, which she says is surrounded by a dark fog that she can't see through at all, as well as seeing these leeches that were described to her by Zero. However, I went to her house yesterday to see if I could do something to save her, but when I arrived, nothing was out of place. No fog or leeches, nobody inside her house but me. We even commented back and forth, trying to establish what the hell was going on. Ryuu and Amalgamation were heading over there today, or to the other dimension version of the house or whatever is going on, to try and find a way to save her.

Its funny.

I'm not too familiar with Core Theory, but I know enough to understand something new. These three, they have been named the new Sages by the former Sage Maduin. And for the first time, it seems that the Sages are actually going to be working together. Perhaps this may swing things in our favor.

Hold on, my girlfriend just called me, she just got home from the doctor, and there is something she needs to tell me. She says it has to be in person. I'll finish updating this post later.



I am going to be a father.........................

Kelley, my girlfriend, is pregnant with my child.................

Ok, I think I've calmed down a bit from that. I guess I can explain a little better.

Kelley has an abnormal period cycle. She has gone several months at a time without it. She hasn't had her period since last October, so I figured this was normal. She went to the doctor today for a checkup, and as part of the exam, they gave her a pregnancy test. It came back positive.

They did a few more tests on her, and it turns out that she is actually 5 months pregnant. She just hasn't been showing any physical signs of showing, only a few symptoms.

I am going to be a father. I just can't believe this.

Now I can't leave. I have to stay here and protect Kelley and my child.

This is my job now. I must guard them with my life.

-Lucien Drage
Leader of the Isabel Initiative and the Keeper Alliance
Fighter for the Cause
Survivor of The Threat
Defender of the Scared
Friend of the Free-willed
Brother to All

Thursday, May 19, 2011


I went through the folder labeled SLENDERMAN first. It seems I didn't have to worry about Donnie knowing about Slenderman at all. He already knew.

The first thing I found in this folder was a file from a missing persons' case. The file was signed by Donnie's father. The victim?


Apparently, when Donnie was only 8 years old himself, he began telling his father about a strange man in a suit that was following him to and from school. The file states that the man who was following Donnie was described as "an exceptionally tall man with long arms, no distinguishing facial features, and always appeared in a suit." Donnie soon began drawing and writing strange pictures and messages. Those were included, but out of respect for Donnie, I am not posting any of the files from his package. Simply put, his messages all said the same thing "He's C(X)ming F(X)r Me." The drawings were of a little boy and a tall man with no face reaching his arms towards the boy.

One day, Donnie never came home from school. His teachers said they saw him leave, but that he was walking away with a man in a suit. They assumed it was his father. Donnie was gone for two weeks before he was finally found. At the lake. He was unconscious, but breathing. When he finally came to, Donnie had no memory of what happened during the time he was gone. The case was closed, and never looked into again.

The next things I found in the file were all internet pages printed out. The original "creation" of Slenderman on SomethingAwful, screenshots of the Marble Hornets videos, and even a list of blogs that people who have dealt with Him. The following names were the ones who stuck out the most to me.

Dr. Cairo Zelphest
Tony Delmont
Cathy Delmont
Cynthia Delmont
Jeff The Keeper
The London Librarian
Robert Sage
Damien and The Arsonist
Zeke Strahm
Celeste McLachlan

Donnie knew about all of them. And I have commented on most of those blogs myself, so there is chance he knew about myself as well. But why didn't he come to me if he knew?

The ones that were highlighted, though, were Zeke Strahm, Celeste McLachlan, Specter, and Nightcrawler.

It seems that Donnie did know about the FBI and Fisk, if he has read Celeste and Zeke's blogs. He knew what was going on. He knew he had to hide everything. That's why he sent the files to me.

There was one last piece of paper in here that I was shocked to read. It was simply a note that read as follows:


He doesn't need to tell me that twice, hehe.

Gonna go through more of these missing persons files after work tonight.

-Lucien Drage
Leader of the Isabel Initiative and the Keeper Alliance
Fighter for the Cause
Survivor of The Threat
Defender of the Scared
Friend of the Free-willed
Brother to All

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Package For Me

A package came in the mail today for me. I haven't ordered anything, and I haven't been expecting anybody to send me anything. Needless to say, I was extremely cautious about the package, especially when I saw who it was from.

It was from Donnie.

The classic "receive a package from somebody who just died" situation. It really seems like it's a movie happening. Except in this movie, there are too many bad endings and nowhere near enough happy ones.

I opened the package, and all that was in there were a bunch of large manilla envelopes, and two letters that were sitting on top.

The first letter read as follows:

     My husband had given me instructions to mail this package to you in case anything happened to him. I don't know what's included in here, but he said that you would know what to do with all of it. Please take care.


The second letter read as follows:

    If you are receiving this package, then the worst has happened to me. What is included in this package is everything that should help you. All of this information has helped me, and my father before me. Now it's your turn. Do what you can with it, finish the work we started. And don't let the FBI stop you. Especially Fisk. If he comes near you, run.


After reading the letters, I took the manilla envelopes out of the package and I opened them up, one by one.

They were Donnie's files.

He sent me all the files from his father and himself on the missing children. But there was one more thing.

At the very bottom of the package, there was one last envelope. This one had actual writing on it, and it was the thickest envelope of all of them.

The writing on the envelope?


-Lucien Drage
Leader of the Isabel Initiative and the Keeper Alliance
Fighter for the Cause
Survivor of The Threat
Defender of the Scared
Friend of the Free-willed
Brother to All

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Funeral For A Friend

I attended Donnie's funeral today. How ironic that it was raining today too. I still can't believe that he's gone.

He was only 37. So young and he's been taken from life. His wife, their daughter, all of their close friends and co-workers, my father included. We were all there to pay our final respects. But there were other people there too.

FBI agents.

I know they were FBI, because Donnie's wife pointed them out to me. She mentioned that Donnie had seemed a little nervous and scared that they were around. This seems to lend credence to one of two possibilities for Donnie's death: either suicide, as they deemed it, or the FBI took him out.

It seems my list of friends and people I can trust is slowly thinning out, whether they are choosing to go alone, or they are dying.

At least one ally has been found: Dr. Cairo.

He has been missing for a month, but Specter and the PTC have found him.

Then again, I can't really say if he's definitely an ally or not. After figuring out Benefactor's puzzle, and Cairo disappearing for a month, it seems like perhaps Benefactor may be right, that we cannot trust Cairo. Then again, what proof do we really have that we can trust Benefactor too?

I guess for now, the best option is to trust myself, my sister Kay, and The Count. Afterall, he has been helping me.

-Lucien Drage
Leader of the Isabel Initiative and the Keeper Alliance
Fighter for the Cause
Survivor of The Threat
Defender of the Scared
Friend of the Free-willed
Brother to All

Wednesday, May 11, 2011


I woke up early this morning and walked over to Donnie's house. His wife answered the door, crying. I asked her what was wrong, and what happened to Donnie, since he never showed up to meet me last night.

Her tears come streaming down even harder as she tells me.

Donnie is dead.

She said that she found him in their bed last night, a single bullet hole through his head. The police had already been there and cleaned up everything. She said she made a personal call so that the FBI wouldn't be there. She saw how suspicious Donnie was of them, so she did what she could to avoid dealing with them herself.

She doesn't know why Donnie would kill himself like that. But just like with Diana, I don't believe this is suicide. The FBI did this, I can feel it in my heart. I wouldn't be surprised if Fisk himself did this job personally.

I dont know what to do next. Its not like I can take on the FBI by myself. Hell, it'd probably be safer pulling a Darby and go out hunting proxies.

I think I may need some more help. Count, if you read this, I need your advice.

-Lucien Drage
Leader of the Isabel Initiative and the Keeper Alliance
Fighter for the Cause
Survivor of The Threat
Defender of the Scared
Friend of the Free-willed
Brother to All

No Show

Donnie never showed up tonight. I called his phone, he didn't answer.

I'm worried.

Going to his house in the morning to find out what happened.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Leaving Now

Meeting up with Donnie at the bar. Will post what happens in a few hours.

Wish me luck.

Monday, May 9, 2011

Tuesday Night

That's when I'm going to do it.

That's when I am finally going to tell Donnie the truth.

He has every right to know. He and his father before him worked on those missing persons' cases. Saved some children, lost others. Donnie has even seen Him a few times, once from a distance, and once up close. He's seen the violence and gore that has happened because of Him. And now, with the appearance of the FBI in my town, Fisk's direct order to take over Donnie's cases, and Diana's "suicide," it's only a matter of time before they come after me.

Kay is already in a heap of trouble with everything she's gone through: psychotic ex proxy, memory loss, hospitalization, Slenderman himself, etc... She already has gone through more than enough. I can't tell my other sister or my parents, there is no need to get them involved with everything. I have been able to cover up what's happened to Kay to the family, so that nobody gets suspicious. I've been able to cover my own tracks with my family and my girlfriend, but I don't know how long I'll be able to keep it up.

I have a lot on my plate as well. My own proxies that I have fought, The Count and this mysterious game of his, my own lost memories, Slenderman himself, the proxy leaving videos for me to figure out. I know they say that in this crazy game, it's best to do it on your own, not drag anybody else into it. However, I think I may need some help. I can't do this alone anymore.

Donnie may be the best help I can get. He's a cop, so he has knowledge of the law, know-how of weapons, and both book and street smarts. Together, we may be able to figure some things out. Who knows, maybe even help prevent some more deaths of those who are fighting.

Vivi and Chester, they managed to get out, thanks to Redlight's deal. However, we've seen what's happened in the past with others who were given the same deal. I worry for them.

Jeff.........I mean Ritchie, or whoever he was. The Keeper Alliance. The Isabel Initiative. I won't let those die with him.

Cheska, if she is in fact still out there, may not be there for the saving now. She may just be another enemy.

Tony, Cathy, and Cynthia. Cynthia is becoming one of Redlight's minions. She needs to be saved. Tony and Cathy are doing all they can, but I feel like I can help too.

Celeste. She has gotten herself hospitalized now too. I couldn't do anything to save her. Zeke, you better take care of her while you're near her.

Zeke himself has gone through so much pain and loss. But he has survived on his own. He has that instinct to survive. But sometimes, that's not enough.

Darby. He went down fighting. His death will not be for nothing.

Storm, aka Katherine. Started getting close to her, and now she's one of them.

Sammie. Saved her once, but it wasn't enough. Another person I got close to who is in trouble.

Reach. Another fallen warrior. Whether his memories were real or falsified, he did everything he could.

Ava, tainted by evil, yet still trying to fight. I will lend whatever support I can to help your child.

M. Makes a comment here and there, but how do we know he is truly ok?

Damien. Another victim who died before his time.

James, aka Stumblr, has been killed as well. Where the hell was Spender to watch over him?

Robert Sage. Seems he is going crazy, and knows his time is near, but will not go out without a fight.

I feel so helpless out here. I think I need to leave here soon. I have held my own ground well enough in New Jersey, but there are so many others out there who need help. Whether I know them, have heard about them, simply talked to them through their adventures, or I haven't even met them yet. There are people that need help in some shape or form. I can't do that from here.

Damn, 4:20 in the morning, look at all the ranting I've done. And I need to be at work in less than 3 hours. I guess I started typing this because it's been weighing on my mind for awhile: the decision to stay or leave.

But I can't leave. I can't just up and disappear on my girlfriend, and it's not like she would be able to come with me. I'm 26. I can leave home when I want to. She is only 19. She has so much going on with herself at this young an age that she needs to deal with. I can't just say "Hey, let's up and travel for a while." I can't take her away from her family, her life.

So much to think about, so much to decide.

Maybe I can take the money I won in Atlantic City and send it to some of the other fighters: allow them a chance to get away and try to find at least some temporary safety.

Grrr, stop ranting. I need to try and get some kind of rest. I guess I shall post again either Tuesday night or Wednesday morning, after I've told Donnie the truth and see what he says about it.

-Lucien Drage
Leader of the Isabel Initiative and the Keeper Alliance
Fighter for the Cause
Survivor of The Threat
Defender of the Scared
Friend of the Free-willed
Brother to All

Thursday, May 5, 2011

The Lake, Returned

Yesterday was my day off from work. Which means I finally had free time to do what I needed to do. Unfortunately, with Diana dead, I couldn't visit her and get more information. So instead, I did the other important thing I had to do.

I returned to the lake.

Kay, I know you don't like me going there, but I had no choice. I needed to figure out The Count's next clue for me.

I went there at around 3 in the afternoon. There wasn't a lot of people around the lake, because it was raining. Just the few hardcore fishermen that don't care about the weather. Hehe, my uncle was a lot like that when he was alive. Didn't care for the weather, just loved being out there, catching fish.

Anyway, I parked in a small parking lot behind the lake, and walked into the woods behind a small wooden gate. Some of the trees have fallen down, so it was a little hard to navigate myself through them. Not the same as when I was a kid. I walked over and under several fallen trees until the lake was in sight. So far, I hadn't seen or heard anything that can indicate any memory of man hunt.

Next thing I know, I heard a voice whispering "Lucien." It seemed to be a more gentle voice, so I don't think it was anything to worry about. I turned around and tried to find where the voice came from. It seemed like it was coming from underneath one of the fallen trees. I walked over to it, kneeled down and looked near the base of the tree. There didn't seem to be anything there. I thought that this was useless. I stood up and turned around.

There He was. Just standing there. Staring at me with that blank face of his. No tentacles were showing this time. I didn't know what to do. This time, I was actually unarmed. I was afraid, because I knew in my heart that the symbol wouldn't protect me this time. I felt this might be the end, even if I ran. But I had no choice. I had to try and run.

That didn't exactly work out though. I turned around to try and run, but I hit my head on a tree branch that was jutting out. The last thing I remembered there at the lake was seeing Him standing over me.

When I finally came to, I was laying in my bed. It was 11pm. I dont remember how I got home from the lake, what happened during those 8 hours. However, I remembered something else.

A memory from my past. Kay, why don't I remember this?

I was maybe 5 or 6 years old. I was playing at the lake with my sisters while my dad was fishing. We got bored easily, so we went into the woods often to play. Hide and seek, sword fights, things like that. We were having one of our sword fights, and I thought I heard a voice calling to me. I started wandering off. My sisters were calling my name, telling me to come back. I told them to wait, I had to check something out. Next thing I know, I was surrounded in total darkness. I couldn't see or hear anything, but I remember feeling my body in pain.

I blacked out at one point. When I came to, I was at home, in bed. My parents were standing over me, crying because I finally came to. They told me I had been missing for 5 days. The police had called a man-hunt to search for me by the lake, thinking that maybe I was dead. Suddenly, on the day I was at home, my parents said that the doorbell rang. When they answered it, there was a man standing there wearing all black. He was holding me in his hands. He said to my parents "Don't worry, he will be safe. He's a strong kid." He handed me over to my dad, then just walked away.

It was The Count.

It had to be. From what I remember and what I was told, I must have stumbled into The Path of Black Leaves. I probably passed out in there from the pain. The Count must have found me in there and brought me back home. This explains why he said he's known me for a long time. But one thing doesn't make sense to me.

I was in the Path for 5 days. Robert Sage was in there for mere minutes and felt his body being destroyed. Why wasn't mine? I had no broken bones, no bruising or anything of the sort. Just pain. How did my body survive being in there for 5 days?

Could this be the reason The Count thinks I'm so important?

More answers, but more questions too.

-Lucien Drage
Leader of the Isabel Initiative and the Keeper Alliance
Fighter for the Cause
Survivor of The Threat
Defender of the Scared
Friend of the Free-willed
Brother to All

Sunday, May 1, 2011

I Have No Choice, Now That........

Diana's dead.

I got a text message from Donnie last night. He asked me to come and meet him at the same bar we met at last time. He stayed vague, incase the FBI was looking into his phone for anything. I met up with him at the bar at about 11pm, after I was out of work.

He told me that they found her body in her room, her throat slit. They couldn't find anything in the room that would explain how she was able to do that. Nothing sharp, dull, ridged, bladed, whatever, in her room. It's still being deemed as a suicide, but I don't believe it. The only way it could have happened was if somebody else slit her throat.

So now we have a few possibilities. One of the doctors, security, or even another patient at Greystone came into her room and slit her throat. That's choice one. Choice two is that her Master, whether he was Slenderman or Redlight, slit her throat to keep her from telling me anything else. However, choice three seems more plausible, given recent events.

The FBI. They killed her. Or rather, they silenced her.

She was helping both me and Donnie in the missing persons cases, plus she was telling me more about what was going on with my connection to Slenderman. As we all know, this particular branch of the FBI is known to try and cover up anything that deals with Slenderman, even silencing those who are either investigating him, know anything about him, or even associate with anybody who know/investigate him.

Donnie thinks I should lay low for a bit, forget about Diana and the missing persons cases. He wants me to be safe and not have the FBI come after me too.

He doesn't understand what's going on. And I feel I have no choice now. With the FBI here, it's only a matter of time, and I'd rather he hear it from me than from them, and we know exactly how they will tell him.

I'm meeting with him again tonight.

And tonight, I'm telling him the truth.

I have to tell him about Slenderman.

It seems this may be the only way to keep him somewhat safe.

On the plus side, we have hired a new stablehand at my job, so that means I will actually have a day off this week. I'm going to use that day to finally go to the lake, see if I can figure out what The Count meant.

Also, I'd like to welcome Rev Loon to following my blog. Thank you for making an attempt at decoding the audio for the video. Hopefully, you will find success, as will I in this week's endeavor.

-Lucien Drage
Leader of the Isabel Initiative and the Keeper Alliance
Fighter for the Cause
Survivor of The Threat
Defender of the Scared
Friend of the Free-willed
Brother to All