Poor little Lucien has clearly lost his way
The Count and little Lobo now have a price to pay
Within our grasp, this trio has very good reason to cry
For when we are finally done with them, surely they will
D I E
Monday, March 25, 2013
Thursday, July 5, 2012
Lobo Here
Hey, it's Lobo. I'm posting here instead of The Count, surprisingly. However, it's not due to something good. I tried to keep in touch with him over the course of the past few months. He notified me about Donnie's death, Leonora, plus I read about it here as well. I knew about the decision he had to make regarding Leonora's ultimatum. I made an attempt to contact him a week ago.
No response from him. Not his e-mail, cell phone, nothing. I don't know where he's disappeared to, but I'm hoping he didn't consider Leonora's offer.
I'm back in the United States, after my long and tiresome stay in The Black Forest. During the past several months, I managed to save over 50 people from turning into minions of The Threat. However, for each person I managed to save, another 2 were Hollowed. More and more innocent people were being brought there every single day, to be turned into His slaves. I realized that staying there wasn't going to help much anymore. People I had saved months ago were brought back and eventually Hollowed. I'm starting a new bit of research, based on The Count's old findings, to see if there could be a way to permanently end this process. I have one theory of my own, but I'm not ready to test it just yet.
While back here, I'm keeping my eye on Lucien now. He's being followed by two people. One of them is a former colleague of mine from the FBI: Whistler. He somehow managed to survive the burning of the safehouse, but his injuries are definitely severe. He still has bandages wrapped around his arms, a few on his face as well. The other one, I am not familiar with, but I have a strong feeling it's The Count's son, Tobias. I have specific orders from The Count (given to me before his disappearance) to step in and get Lucien to safety if he gets attacked by one of them. At that point, I am also supposed to try and jog his memory of his time in The Path, as well as when he disappeared from there. I know The Count's theory about why Lucien's memory has been altered. With the dreams and encounters he has been having, it all seems to add up. But I have to test something out myself, just to be safe.
I have set up what I like to call a "sleeper agent" of the SIA to assist me. If anything is to happen to me during my theory, this agent will take over for me and get Lucien to safety. Wish me luck, both in my theory and finding The Count, if he hasn't turned on us.
Lobo, Logging Out
No response from him. Not his e-mail, cell phone, nothing. I don't know where he's disappeared to, but I'm hoping he didn't consider Leonora's offer.
I'm back in the United States, after my long and tiresome stay in The Black Forest. During the past several months, I managed to save over 50 people from turning into minions of The Threat. However, for each person I managed to save, another 2 were Hollowed. More and more innocent people were being brought there every single day, to be turned into His slaves. I realized that staying there wasn't going to help much anymore. People I had saved months ago were brought back and eventually Hollowed. I'm starting a new bit of research, based on The Count's old findings, to see if there could be a way to permanently end this process. I have one theory of my own, but I'm not ready to test it just yet.
While back here, I'm keeping my eye on Lucien now. He's being followed by two people. One of them is a former colleague of mine from the FBI: Whistler. He somehow managed to survive the burning of the safehouse, but his injuries are definitely severe. He still has bandages wrapped around his arms, a few on his face as well. The other one, I am not familiar with, but I have a strong feeling it's The Count's son, Tobias. I have specific orders from The Count (given to me before his disappearance) to step in and get Lucien to safety if he gets attacked by one of them. At that point, I am also supposed to try and jog his memory of his time in The Path, as well as when he disappeared from there. I know The Count's theory about why Lucien's memory has been altered. With the dreams and encounters he has been having, it all seems to add up. But I have to test something out myself, just to be safe.
I have set up what I like to call a "sleeper agent" of the SIA to assist me. If anything is to happen to me during my theory, this agent will take over for me and get Lucien to safety. Wish me luck, both in my theory and finding The Count, if he hasn't turned on us.
Lobo, Logging Out
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Leonora
I met up with Leonora on the 19th at Greystone, as she specified. But surprisingly, she wasn't there herself. At least, not in person. I found an arrow show into a tree with a note attached to it (she always was a really good archer). The note read as follows:
"Cartaphilus, my love. I was unable to attend the meeting I had set for us. My Master had an important task for me to complete and it was imperative I took care of that before handling you. As for the deal I was prepared to offer you, here it is: kill your protege, Lucien. Do not allow him to regain his memories, and the Master shall let you live, for now. Refuse, and we will kill him for you, as well as destroy you and your research. You have one month to decide.
-Leonora"
Leonora, my former lover, wife, and mother to our son. She was never evil like this.
We met in 1878 in London. Very pretty woman with long brown hair, green eyes. Tall too, which I didn't see that often in women at that point. Needless to say, we fell in love almost instantly. Only woman I ever had these feelings for. After 6 years of courting her, I proposed to her and she said yes. We married on Christmas Day of 1884. It wasn't long after that she told me she was pregnant. September of 1885, our son Tobias was born.
We remained in London until 1891. During that time, as most of you know from history, there were the unexplained murders committed by one Jack The Ripper. These weren't just simple murders committed by one man for his own personal reasons. He was actually a minion of The Threat. Those that were killed were those who had discovered The Threat, purely by accident. I pursued the killer as much as I could, hoping that perhaps I could stop him and gain more information on The Threat. Unfortunately, doing this kept me away from Leonora and Tobias. I ended up leaving them behind in London as I followed The Ripper overseas to the United States. He continued to murder more people across the country, until eventually I caught up to him. When I did, he was in a fragile state of mind. He was fighting The Threat's control over him, and with my company to keep him away, he regained his sense of self. But at that point, it was too late. He couldn't make up for all the lives he had taken. I accompanied him back to England where he turned himself in. He was later found dead of "natural causes," but I know it was because The Threat finally silenced him before he could reveal the truth.
I returned to London, but found no trace of either my wife or my son. The few people there who remembered them had no idea what became of them. I thought I had lost them. I didn't know what to do then, other than return to the United States and continue my investigations of The Threat there.
I never thought that an important part of my past such as that would come back to haunt me. Now I have to face my past, and find a way to make peace with it.
-The Count
"Cartaphilus, my love. I was unable to attend the meeting I had set for us. My Master had an important task for me to complete and it was imperative I took care of that before handling you. As for the deal I was prepared to offer you, here it is: kill your protege, Lucien. Do not allow him to regain his memories, and the Master shall let you live, for now. Refuse, and we will kill him for you, as well as destroy you and your research. You have one month to decide.
-Leonora"
Leonora, my former lover, wife, and mother to our son. She was never evil like this.
We met in 1878 in London. Very pretty woman with long brown hair, green eyes. Tall too, which I didn't see that often in women at that point. Needless to say, we fell in love almost instantly. Only woman I ever had these feelings for. After 6 years of courting her, I proposed to her and she said yes. We married on Christmas Day of 1884. It wasn't long after that she told me she was pregnant. September of 1885, our son Tobias was born.
We remained in London until 1891. During that time, as most of you know from history, there were the unexplained murders committed by one Jack The Ripper. These weren't just simple murders committed by one man for his own personal reasons. He was actually a minion of The Threat. Those that were killed were those who had discovered The Threat, purely by accident. I pursued the killer as much as I could, hoping that perhaps I could stop him and gain more information on The Threat. Unfortunately, doing this kept me away from Leonora and Tobias. I ended up leaving them behind in London as I followed The Ripper overseas to the United States. He continued to murder more people across the country, until eventually I caught up to him. When I did, he was in a fragile state of mind. He was fighting The Threat's control over him, and with my company to keep him away, he regained his sense of self. But at that point, it was too late. He couldn't make up for all the lives he had taken. I accompanied him back to England where he turned himself in. He was later found dead of "natural causes," but I know it was because The Threat finally silenced him before he could reveal the truth.
I returned to London, but found no trace of either my wife or my son. The few people there who remembered them had no idea what became of them. I thought I had lost them. I didn't know what to do then, other than return to the United States and continue my investigations of The Threat there.
I never thought that an important part of my past such as that would come back to haunt me. Now I have to face my past, and find a way to make peace with it.
-The Count
Monday, May 14, 2012
Troubles For Us All
Delays on my posting here, but due to incidents outside my power.
The Threat has been following me. He never did this before, but perhaps it's because He has been having success as of late. I caught up on some of the bloggers tonight. We have lost quite a few of them lately. The Threat and his minions have had luck on their side moreso than in the past year, so maybe they think they can finally get rid of me. However, I repeat, they THINK they can.
Just because I'm over 2000 years old, doesn't mean I'm going to be eliminated so easily.
One of my safehouses was destroyed last week, because two of his minions found and infiltrated it. One was male, and the other was female. When they spoke, I recognized the voices as being two of the three voices in videos from OutOfTheLie after Lucien's ex fiancee was killed. The female stood back and let the male attack me. There were two things I noticed about him that really made me curious. The first was the tattoo he had on his forehead. It looked very similar to what everybody refers to as the Operator Symbol, but it also looked like it was crossed with the Greek letter for Omega. The second thing I noticed, which I'm sure he didn't mean for me to see, was the badge hanging from his side.
FBI.
Fisk sent him. From the video, he was searching for Lucien. Maybe he thought he could find Lucien's location through me. Being an FBI agent, I was surprised that he didn't pull out a gun or any type of firearm. Instead, he pulled out two katanas. Sword-fighting, I haven't done that in over 200 years. I managed to disarm him of one of the swords, but I struggled in the fight against him. Still got the stab wounds in my stomach to prove it. I managed to knock him unconscious, and took a quick look at his badge to get a name: Whistler.
I then turned my attention to the female, who simply continued standing there and observing.
"And what about you? Dare to try your hand against an immortal?" I asked. She took off the mask that she had been wearing and replied with that familiar voice by saying, "You wouldn't dare strike your wife and mother of your child, would you?"
I gasped. That's why the voice was so familiar to me. It was Leonora, my wife. But the problem was this: we were married back in the late 1800s/early 1900s in London. How could she still be alive, and look exactly the same as 100 years ago?
Leonora: Wondering how I still have my youth? It's the same as you, my former lover: I've gained eternal life.
Me: But how?
L: Let's just say I made a deal with the devil, of sorts. That "Threat" you were always so obsessed with? The reason that you left me and our son behind? He's offered us a wonderful deal.
M: If you understood my research, you would remember that a deal with him is one-sided. He'll get what he wants, then discard you.
L: I don't care if he does. We just want our revenge for the way you hurt us.
M: We?
L: Yes, we. Myself, and our son, Tobias. You think he was just gonna sit by and do nothing about the father who abandoned him?
M: I apologize for what I did back then, but you knew how important all of this was, still is, to me. I've spent nearly my entire life trying to find a way to defeat this monster.
L: There is no defeating him, love. He is eternal. The only way to ensure survival is to join with him.
M: After everybody I lost because of him, you expect me to throw away everything I've done and learned?
L: Just consider this: we know about your little protege, Lucien. Our Master wishes him eliminated. He promised us that if we eliminate Lucien for Him, then He will help us take our revenge on you.
M: If you want your revenge, just take it. Leave Lucien out of it.
L: Ah, but you care about that boy. What better way to hurt you then by hurting him? We know where he is. Tobias has been following him. The Master wants him dead before his memory returns, if it even does. However, I will consider a possible deal with you.
M: What do you want?
L: Ah, ah, ah. I cannot say right now. If you wish to discuss the matter, you will meet me on May 19th at Greystone.
After saying that, she pulled out a bottle that was filled with liquid and a rag. A molotov cocktail. She lit it and threw it. I immediately ran out of there before the fire was able to spread. Leonora was nowhere to be found. I didn't find any trace of Whistler's body either, so there's a good chance he escaped.
I guess I have some explaining to do, about Leonora and Tobias. That will be for another day.
-The Count
The Threat has been following me. He never did this before, but perhaps it's because He has been having success as of late. I caught up on some of the bloggers tonight. We have lost quite a few of them lately. The Threat and his minions have had luck on their side moreso than in the past year, so maybe they think they can finally get rid of me. However, I repeat, they THINK they can.
Just because I'm over 2000 years old, doesn't mean I'm going to be eliminated so easily.
One of my safehouses was destroyed last week, because two of his minions found and infiltrated it. One was male, and the other was female. When they spoke, I recognized the voices as being two of the three voices in videos from OutOfTheLie after Lucien's ex fiancee was killed. The female stood back and let the male attack me. There were two things I noticed about him that really made me curious. The first was the tattoo he had on his forehead. It looked very similar to what everybody refers to as the Operator Symbol, but it also looked like it was crossed with the Greek letter for Omega. The second thing I noticed, which I'm sure he didn't mean for me to see, was the badge hanging from his side.
FBI.
Fisk sent him. From the video, he was searching for Lucien. Maybe he thought he could find Lucien's location through me. Being an FBI agent, I was surprised that he didn't pull out a gun or any type of firearm. Instead, he pulled out two katanas. Sword-fighting, I haven't done that in over 200 years. I managed to disarm him of one of the swords, but I struggled in the fight against him. Still got the stab wounds in my stomach to prove it. I managed to knock him unconscious, and took a quick look at his badge to get a name: Whistler.
I then turned my attention to the female, who simply continued standing there and observing.
"And what about you? Dare to try your hand against an immortal?" I asked. She took off the mask that she had been wearing and replied with that familiar voice by saying, "You wouldn't dare strike your wife and mother of your child, would you?"
I gasped. That's why the voice was so familiar to me. It was Leonora, my wife. But the problem was this: we were married back in the late 1800s/early 1900s in London. How could she still be alive, and look exactly the same as 100 years ago?
Leonora: Wondering how I still have my youth? It's the same as you, my former lover: I've gained eternal life.
Me: But how?
L: Let's just say I made a deal with the devil, of sorts. That "Threat" you were always so obsessed with? The reason that you left me and our son behind? He's offered us a wonderful deal.
M: If you understood my research, you would remember that a deal with him is one-sided. He'll get what he wants, then discard you.
L: I don't care if he does. We just want our revenge for the way you hurt us.
M: We?
L: Yes, we. Myself, and our son, Tobias. You think he was just gonna sit by and do nothing about the father who abandoned him?
M: I apologize for what I did back then, but you knew how important all of this was, still is, to me. I've spent nearly my entire life trying to find a way to defeat this monster.
L: There is no defeating him, love. He is eternal. The only way to ensure survival is to join with him.
M: After everybody I lost because of him, you expect me to throw away everything I've done and learned?
L: Just consider this: we know about your little protege, Lucien. Our Master wishes him eliminated. He promised us that if we eliminate Lucien for Him, then He will help us take our revenge on you.
M: If you want your revenge, just take it. Leave Lucien out of it.
L: Ah, but you care about that boy. What better way to hurt you then by hurting him? We know where he is. Tobias has been following him. The Master wants him dead before his memory returns, if it even does. However, I will consider a possible deal with you.
M: What do you want?
L: Ah, ah, ah. I cannot say right now. If you wish to discuss the matter, you will meet me on May 19th at Greystone.
After saying that, she pulled out a bottle that was filled with liquid and a rag. A molotov cocktail. She lit it and threw it. I immediately ran out of there before the fire was able to spread. Leonora was nowhere to be found. I didn't find any trace of Whistler's body either, so there's a good chance he escaped.
I guess I have some explaining to do, about Leonora and Tobias. That will be for another day.
-The Count
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
He Died
Donnie is dead.
I've been keeping silent, except for a comment here and there on the blogs of different fighters and runners, because I received a text from Donnie, saying he was in trouble and needed my help. When I finally got to his location, he was nowhere to be found. I got worried, so I tried texting him again. No response. I walked out of his hideout and tried calling him. I heard the ringtone from his cellphone go off. It was on the ground in front of a tree. I didn't want to, because I knew it was probably true, but I looked up into the tree.
Garbage bags. Several of them.
I climbed the tree and pulled the bags down. I heard sloshing inside a few of them. I carefully opened the bags and ultimately found his head. I know Donnie wouldn't go this far as to fake his own death again, especially not in this manner.
I took the bags to a nearby park later that night, making sure nobody was around. I buried the bags fairly deep, doing the best I could to lay his body to rest. He was a good ally, and a great friend. It's probably best Lucien has no memory and cannot read this blog. Knowing Donnie was killed by The Threat would probably send him into another rage.
I called Lobo to let him know what happened. He was pissed off, but knew that he couldn't do anything to help. He was busy on his own mission. He went off to Europe because he wanted to explore The Black Forest, figure out all of its secrets. He's learned the ins and outs of that place, even managing to smuggle out several of the captured people there being used in that abomination's Hollowing process. He hopes to be back out in the states by the end of the month.
I am still keeping an eye on Lucien. All he has posted about are his dreams, but it looks like a bit of his memories may be leaking into the dreams. He has dreamed about Kelley, knowing nothing about who she is. I'm a little worried about what could happen if his memories come back. I'm afraid that he may go out there looking for The Threat, and wind up getting himself killed. But at the same time, if his memories come back, we could learn what happened to him during his disappearance. I'll try to keep you all updated as I can.
-The Count
I've been keeping silent, except for a comment here and there on the blogs of different fighters and runners, because I received a text from Donnie, saying he was in trouble and needed my help. When I finally got to his location, he was nowhere to be found. I got worried, so I tried texting him again. No response. I walked out of his hideout and tried calling him. I heard the ringtone from his cellphone go off. It was on the ground in front of a tree. I didn't want to, because I knew it was probably true, but I looked up into the tree.
Garbage bags. Several of them.
I climbed the tree and pulled the bags down. I heard sloshing inside a few of them. I carefully opened the bags and ultimately found his head. I know Donnie wouldn't go this far as to fake his own death again, especially not in this manner.
I took the bags to a nearby park later that night, making sure nobody was around. I buried the bags fairly deep, doing the best I could to lay his body to rest. He was a good ally, and a great friend. It's probably best Lucien has no memory and cannot read this blog. Knowing Donnie was killed by The Threat would probably send him into another rage.
I called Lobo to let him know what happened. He was pissed off, but knew that he couldn't do anything to help. He was busy on his own mission. He went off to Europe because he wanted to explore The Black Forest, figure out all of its secrets. He's learned the ins and outs of that place, even managing to smuggle out several of the captured people there being used in that abomination's Hollowing process. He hopes to be back out in the states by the end of the month.
I am still keeping an eye on Lucien. All he has posted about are his dreams, but it looks like a bit of his memories may be leaking into the dreams. He has dreamed about Kelley, knowing nothing about who she is. I'm a little worried about what could happen if his memories come back. I'm afraid that he may go out there looking for The Threat, and wind up getting himself killed. But at the same time, if his memories come back, we could learn what happened to him during his disappearance. I'll try to keep you all updated as I can.
-The Count
Friday, January 6, 2012
2012 Has Brought Something New
First off, OutOfTheLie posted yet another video, this time from a third person's voice. For The Old Man Whoever these three people are on the account now, they have some sort of connection to me and Lucien, and I am determined to find out what that connection is.
We do have some good news, but it brings a bit of bad news as well.
Lucien has returned and taken back the control of his blogger account. But something is different about him. He claims to have no memory of creating Into The Truth or his youtube channel, and he can't see anything that he has posted or subscribed to on either one. He has started a new blog, and he states he is using it for dream analysis.
His memory seems to be thrown off if he has no memory of them. Either his memory has been erased, or it has been altered. I don't think this is due to The Path, but something else entirely.
All I know is that Lucien is alive and safe. I will be monitoring his blog and youtube carefully, and seeing if anything has changed besides those. His new blog is A Land Beyond Dreams, for those who still wish to keep up with him and try and keep in touch.
-The Count
We do have some good news, but it brings a bit of bad news as well.
Lucien has returned and taken back the control of his blogger account. But something is different about him. He claims to have no memory of creating Into The Truth or his youtube channel, and he can't see anything that he has posted or subscribed to on either one. He has started a new blog, and he states he is using it for dream analysis.
His memory seems to be thrown off if he has no memory of them. Either his memory has been erased, or it has been altered. I don't think this is due to The Path, but something else entirely.
All I know is that Lucien is alive and safe. I will be monitoring his blog and youtube carefully, and seeing if anything has changed besides those. His new blog is A Land Beyond Dreams, for those who still wish to keep up with him and try and keep in touch.
-The Count
Friday, December 30, 2011
The Prior Post...
...was not from me. I was at our one base of operations the entire time, the same one that Lucien was brought to back in October. The post was made mid-afternoon. I traced the IP address from the post, and it came to this same computer that I currently use. The message was definitely garbled up, as you can obviously tell. However, one thing is almost undoubtedly certain to me.
That post was from Lucien. He's alive somewhere.
But if the IP address came from my own computer, and I was here the entire time, only one possibility exists, and this also fits in with my theory of what happened to him. I have asked the sage Ryuu for assistance on this, and hopefully with her knowledge, I can find out the truth behind the mysterious post. I only wish I could understand more of it. The only clear-cut words were "help me", "don't kno" (obviously "don't know"), "I am", "after me", "can't esca" (most likely "can't escape"), "sees me", and "help".
In other news, another video was posted to OutOfTheLie. However, this video was directed at myself.
FOR THE COUNT'S EYES
That voice is extremely familiar to me. I am not sure who she is, but I feel that she was an important part of my life at one point.
All of this happening now, plus we are finding more sightings of The Threat popping up among people around the world. Not only children and people similar in age to Lucien, but older people are starting to see him too. They are only telling a few people (thankfully, some of those people are members of the SIA), because they are afraid that nobody would believe them.
Another storm is beginning to brew, and I don't know the cause of it. All I know is that if things continue the way they are, drastic measure are going to have to be taken.
And when I say drastic, I mean a sacrifice may have to be made, and by me.
That post was from Lucien. He's alive somewhere.
But if the IP address came from my own computer, and I was here the entire time, only one possibility exists, and this also fits in with my theory of what happened to him. I have asked the sage Ryuu for assistance on this, and hopefully with her knowledge, I can find out the truth behind the mysterious post. I only wish I could understand more of it. The only clear-cut words were "help me", "don't kno" (obviously "don't know"), "I am", "after me", "can't esca" (most likely "can't escape"), "sees me", and "help".
In other news, another video was posted to OutOfTheLie. However, this video was directed at myself.
FOR THE COUNT'S EYES
That voice is extremely familiar to me. I am not sure who she is, but I feel that she was an important part of my life at one point.
All of this happening now, plus we are finding more sightings of The Threat popping up among people around the world. Not only children and people similar in age to Lucien, but older people are starting to see him too. They are only telling a few people (thankfully, some of those people are members of the SIA), because they are afraid that nobody would believe them.
Another storm is beginning to brew, and I don't know the cause of it. All I know is that if things continue the way they are, drastic measure are going to have to be taken.
And when I say drastic, I mean a sacrifice may have to be made, and by me.
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Saturday, December 17, 2011
No Advances
No advances in either my search for Lucien, nor in finding out the identity of the new owner of OutOfTheLie. All I can tell about this person is that he (based on the voice) obviously knows Lucien somehow.
I started going back through some of Lucien's old posts recently, as well as looking at which blogs he followed. I thought that maybe if I read any of the old blogs that had other Fighters and Runners dealing with The Path, I might find a clue as to what could have happened to him. Things weren't really getting anywhere. But then, something I read in a few blogs caught my eye. I won't mention it yet, because I'm not sure if this is the answer or not.
But if it turns out to be true, then may God be with Lucien's body, mind, heart and soul.
I started going back through some of Lucien's old posts recently, as well as looking at which blogs he followed. I thought that maybe if I read any of the old blogs that had other Fighters and Runners dealing with The Path, I might find a clue as to what could have happened to him. Things weren't really getting anywhere. But then, something I read in a few blogs caught my eye. I won't mention it yet, because I'm not sure if this is the answer or not.
But if it turns out to be true, then may God be with Lucien's body, mind, heart and soul.
Monday, December 5, 2011
We Have A Problem
Actually, two problems. The first problem is in regards to the video that OutOfTheLie posted. I have managed to decode the audio distortion, and this is what is being said:
"Oh, Lucien, you think you've escaped. But just because you've entered The Path does not mean you've gotten away. I promise you this: when you return, you will be mine. For everything you've done, you will not get away with it. I guarantee it. Happy Thanksgiving, my friend. Hahahahahahaha."
It is a male's voice, very raspy, unsure who it could be. I don't know of any males that could be enemies with Lucien, so I need to see if I can find out who this person is.
The second problem, however, is something even worse. December 1st was to be Lucien's last day in The Path, having been in there for one full month. So on December 2nd (Friday), I went into The Path myself to find him and bring him home. Afterall, it's hard to tell the concept of time in there. However, I was not able to find him. I searched all through Friday and Saturday, but I couldn't find Lucien anywhere. The only things I were able to find, and this is why I'm afraid for him, were two of the three constants: the hoodie and the ring. There is a good chance that he may be lost to us now.
I am going to keep searching The Path as much as I can. Hopefully, I'll find some sign of him being alive, and still on our side.
"Oh, Lucien, you think you've escaped. But just because you've entered The Path does not mean you've gotten away. I promise you this: when you return, you will be mine. For everything you've done, you will not get away with it. I guarantee it. Happy Thanksgiving, my friend. Hahahahahahaha."
It is a male's voice, very raspy, unsure who it could be. I don't know of any males that could be enemies with Lucien, so I need to see if I can find out who this person is.
The second problem, however, is something even worse. December 1st was to be Lucien's last day in The Path, having been in there for one full month. So on December 2nd (Friday), I went into The Path myself to find him and bring him home. Afterall, it's hard to tell the concept of time in there. However, I was not able to find him. I searched all through Friday and Saturday, but I couldn't find Lucien anywhere. The only things I were able to find, and this is why I'm afraid for him, were two of the three constants: the hoodie and the ring. There is a good chance that he may be lost to us now.
I am going to keep searching The Path as much as I can. Hopefully, I'll find some sign of him being alive, and still on our side.
Friday, November 25, 2011
Unsettling
A little unsettling news, but it's not about Lucien. The youtube channel, OutOfTheLie, has produced a new video. Happy Thanksgiving
Why is this unsettling? Because the person who was running this channel, Lucien's ex fiancee Samantha, was killed by his hand in Germany.
So who is running the channel now?
I am working on decoding the audio, to see if there is any hidden message in there. If any of you, Lucien's followers and friends, can decode it before I can, please comment here and tell me what this person said.
Why is this unsettling? Because the person who was running this channel, Lucien's ex fiancee Samantha, was killed by his hand in Germany.
So who is running the channel now?
I am working on decoding the audio, to see if there is any hidden message in there. If any of you, Lucien's followers and friends, can decode it before I can, please comment here and tell me what this person said.
Saturday, November 19, 2011
The Count - Lucien Update
It has been nearly three weeks since Lucien entered The Path to test the theory. I went in about a week ago to check on him, see if he's still alive and himself. He seemed to be doing alright. I left a small gift of food for him, so he wouldn't go hungry. It should last him another couple of weeks, if he remains in there that long. I will check up on him again in that amount of time.
I also saw The Threat while I was walking through. He was definitely not in a mood to be dealt with. He seemed frantic and more agitated than usual. I don't know if it's because The Threat cannot do anything to Lucien while he remains in The Path with his constants, or if it's due to other runners and fighters getting out of His reach. Either way, He is not one to mess with at this point, even moreso than ever.
Donnie is off again, searching for more information on The Threat. Lobo has chosen to attempt to reach other fighters and runners, see if he can persuade them to join us and our cause. I cannot list anymore specifics than that, as to not compromise their missions. As for myself, I shall remain here, monitoring the web for any clues, any people who could assist us, and checking in on Lucien. So far, it seems the theory is proving true.
Let us hope it stays that way.
I also saw The Threat while I was walking through. He was definitely not in a mood to be dealt with. He seemed frantic and more agitated than usual. I don't know if it's because The Threat cannot do anything to Lucien while he remains in The Path with his constants, or if it's due to other runners and fighters getting out of His reach. Either way, He is not one to mess with at this point, even moreso than ever.
Donnie is off again, searching for more information on The Threat. Lobo has chosen to attempt to reach other fighters and runners, see if he can persuade them to join us and our cause. I cannot list anymore specifics than that, as to not compromise their missions. As for myself, I shall remain here, monitoring the web for any clues, any people who could assist us, and checking in on Lucien. So far, it seems the theory is proving true.
Let us hope it stays that way.
Monday, October 31, 2011
Heading In
This is it. I'm all prepared now. I have everything I need to go and test my theory. I even have three constants with me to keep me safe: the black half-mask, the hoody that Brittany left for me, and the engagement ring I gave to Kelley. I said goodbye to my parents, recorded a final video for my youtube channel. Finale There doesn't seem to be anything left for me to do.
For all of you bloggers out there, keep safe. Don't give up running, fighting, researching, whatever it is you are doing in the battle against Him. Have faith that I will return. For in my return, the theory will be proven true, and we will have a new hope in survival.
I have given Donnie, Lobo and The Count the information to my blog/youtube, so if there is anything important that needs to be told, they will do it for me. No matter what happens, they will always be there to keep watch on the rest of you. Guess it's time to make my final stand, to try and be a hero.
So for the possible final time,
Lucien Drage
Fighter
Avenger
Friend
Hero?
OUT
For all of you bloggers out there, keep safe. Don't give up running, fighting, researching, whatever it is you are doing in the battle against Him. Have faith that I will return. For in my return, the theory will be proven true, and we will have a new hope in survival.
I have given Donnie, Lobo and The Count the information to my blog/youtube, so if there is anything important that needs to be told, they will do it for me. No matter what happens, they will always be there to keep watch on the rest of you. Guess it's time to make my final stand, to try and be a hero.
So for the possible final time,
Lucien Drage
Fighter
Avenger
Friend
Hero?
OUT
Monday, October 24, 2011
Reached My Decision
I've taken a decent amount of time to think over everything that Lobo, Donnie, and The Count have told me. The main thing was the choice of trying to prove the theory true, or simply forgetting it and doing my own thing still. I had to think over everything I've been through as well in the past nine months.
Nine months ago, I was in a happy relationship. I learned about this thing called Slenderman, and I wanted to go out and prove whether He was real or simply a story. Immediately, I started having strange dreams, finding notes in my car, and my girlfriend getting sick. I was even attacked by both Slenderman and a proxy.
Eight months ago, I had a dream that would later prove to be almost prophetic in nature. I got in touch with Donnie for the first time to start investigating people who survived being taken by Him when they were kids. I was attacked by another proxy, who seemed to be trying to stop me from investigating the lake near me. I spoke with Diana, who still seemed to be under His control.
Seven months ago, I saved a fellow runner from a proxy, though she still was somewhat under His control. She regained enough to leave for me and my sister's protection. Somebody started responding to my youtube videos that I uploaded. One of my videos became distorted. I also found the black half-mask for the first time on my face. I was chased through NYC by His tentacles. I received my first contact from The Count. I made my confession of who I really am, and my dark past with my ex.
Six months ago, I continued having strange dreams, and worked on figuring out the clues left for me by The Count. Donnie tells me that the FBI have taken over all the missing person cases in town.
Five months ago, Diana was killed, so I could no longer access her for information. I determined from The Count's clue that I somehow entered The Path of Black Leaves as a child and survived being in there. Donnie faked his death to escape the FBI's grasp. I received his files on the Slenderman cases he has investigated. My girlfriend found out she was pregnant, and I proposed to her. She said yes. The person responding to my youtube videos has stalked my fiancee and kidnapped her.
Four months ago, I learn it was my ex fiancee from a few years ago that kidnapped her. I confront Sam (the ex) to save Kelley (the fiancee). Kelley is stabbed and has a miscarriage, and The Count saves us from being killed, though Sam escapes. I finally figure out who The Count is, but Kelley discovers that I've been hiding the entire Slenderman situation from her.
Three months ago, Kelley killed herself. The FBI begins coming after me, so I leave home. I first travel to New York and discover there was another man with the same name as me. There are a number of similarities between me and him, but only the presence of The Count in our lives truly links us.
Two months ago, escape the grasp of the FBI again. Discover I have lost time and find a video on my camera I did not record. Encountered Dr. Cairo Zelphest who managed to find out where a surviving member of the original Lucien's family lived. Travelled down south to Georgia, lost the FBI after driving through the hurricane.
One month ago, reconnected with an ex girlfriend, Brittany, who said she would travel with me. Met Lucien's sister, who told me the idea of a constant was true. Gave me hers, but was attacked by Him and killed immediately after. Received a false clue that took me and Brittany to The Black Forest. We discussed settling down together after getting out of the forest. Found a village of proxies that both Brittany and I had dreamed about. Encountered Sam again, who killed Brittany. I responded by temporarily going insane. I killed Sam, imagined I killed several other proxies.
This final month, encountered Donnie in the forest, who helped me escape and explained why he faked his death. Headed back home after receiving a farewell message from Brittany. Attacked by the FBI again, knocked unconscious. Find out Lobo of the FBI was undercover. Learn of the SIA, a somewhat origin story of proxies, and of the theory that could turn the tide.
And now, my decision. I have thought it over very carefully, and I have determined that there is only one choice.
In one week, after I say my goodbyes to everybody, I am entering The Path of Black Leaves with my constant. I will try to prove the theory true.
I mean, what can happen? Either I prove it true and I survive, or it is false and I die. One choice can help us all, the other means I'll finally escape the pain and memories I feel. Seems to be a win/win situation to me. But I have to do this.
I guess this is kinda what being a hero is about: determining the right thing to do, no matter the outcome.
Lucien Drage
Fighter
Avenger
Friend
Hero?
Nine months ago, I was in a happy relationship. I learned about this thing called Slenderman, and I wanted to go out and prove whether He was real or simply a story. Immediately, I started having strange dreams, finding notes in my car, and my girlfriend getting sick. I was even attacked by both Slenderman and a proxy.
Eight months ago, I had a dream that would later prove to be almost prophetic in nature. I got in touch with Donnie for the first time to start investigating people who survived being taken by Him when they were kids. I was attacked by another proxy, who seemed to be trying to stop me from investigating the lake near me. I spoke with Diana, who still seemed to be under His control.
Seven months ago, I saved a fellow runner from a proxy, though she still was somewhat under His control. She regained enough to leave for me and my sister's protection. Somebody started responding to my youtube videos that I uploaded. One of my videos became distorted. I also found the black half-mask for the first time on my face. I was chased through NYC by His tentacles. I received my first contact from The Count. I made my confession of who I really am, and my dark past with my ex.
Six months ago, I continued having strange dreams, and worked on figuring out the clues left for me by The Count. Donnie tells me that the FBI have taken over all the missing person cases in town.
Five months ago, Diana was killed, so I could no longer access her for information. I determined from The Count's clue that I somehow entered The Path of Black Leaves as a child and survived being in there. Donnie faked his death to escape the FBI's grasp. I received his files on the Slenderman cases he has investigated. My girlfriend found out she was pregnant, and I proposed to her. She said yes. The person responding to my youtube videos has stalked my fiancee and kidnapped her.
Four months ago, I learn it was my ex fiancee from a few years ago that kidnapped her. I confront Sam (the ex) to save Kelley (the fiancee). Kelley is stabbed and has a miscarriage, and The Count saves us from being killed, though Sam escapes. I finally figure out who The Count is, but Kelley discovers that I've been hiding the entire Slenderman situation from her.
Three months ago, Kelley killed herself. The FBI begins coming after me, so I leave home. I first travel to New York and discover there was another man with the same name as me. There are a number of similarities between me and him, but only the presence of The Count in our lives truly links us.
Two months ago, escape the grasp of the FBI again. Discover I have lost time and find a video on my camera I did not record. Encountered Dr. Cairo Zelphest who managed to find out where a surviving member of the original Lucien's family lived. Travelled down south to Georgia, lost the FBI after driving through the hurricane.
One month ago, reconnected with an ex girlfriend, Brittany, who said she would travel with me. Met Lucien's sister, who told me the idea of a constant was true. Gave me hers, but was attacked by Him and killed immediately after. Received a false clue that took me and Brittany to The Black Forest. We discussed settling down together after getting out of the forest. Found a village of proxies that both Brittany and I had dreamed about. Encountered Sam again, who killed Brittany. I responded by temporarily going insane. I killed Sam, imagined I killed several other proxies.
This final month, encountered Donnie in the forest, who helped me escape and explained why he faked his death. Headed back home after receiving a farewell message from Brittany. Attacked by the FBI again, knocked unconscious. Find out Lobo of the FBI was undercover. Learn of the SIA, a somewhat origin story of proxies, and of the theory that could turn the tide.
And now, my decision. I have thought it over very carefully, and I have determined that there is only one choice.
In one week, after I say my goodbyes to everybody, I am entering The Path of Black Leaves with my constant. I will try to prove the theory true.
I mean, what can happen? Either I prove it true and I survive, or it is false and I die. One choice can help us all, the other means I'll finally escape the pain and memories I feel. Seems to be a win/win situation to me. But I have to do this.
I guess this is kinda what being a hero is about: determining the right thing to do, no matter the outcome.
Lucien Drage
Fighter
Avenger
Friend
Hero?
Thursday, October 20, 2011
The Reveal: The Count
I finally got to sit down, one on one, with Cartaphilus, aka The Count. This is what I was wanting to do for so long: to finally get an explanation on everything.
Me: This whole time, you've led me on a trip around the world, and I've lost two people I loved so much. This better be worth it.
The Count: If by worth it, you mean "gaining a piece of information that can save us all" from The Threat, then yes, it will be.
Me: How so?
The Count: Well, before that, there are a few things that I must tell you of great importance. First off, what Donnie told you he witnessed in that village in The Black Forest.
Me: You mean that mass that was held to Hallow out people?
The Count: Yes. I can fully explain what he witnessed. The swirling black mass that he saw enter the bodies? Those were actually souls.
Me: Souls? Souls of who?
The Count: Of those who were lost on The Path.
Me: What does The Path have to do with it?
The Count: A long time ago, I first discovered The Path when I was trying to figure out exactly what The Threat was. I travelled in there and was immediately overcome with pain. I stayed in there for almost 2 weeks, and I was still alive, but my body was broken. I noticed Him come in and out with people, and sometimes people would enter without Him even leading them. Most of them were children, the others were people around your age. They would barely last a week in there. Their bodies would not only break, but completely break down. There would be nothing left of them afterwards, except for a swirling white mass. I determined this to be their souls.
Me: So, The Path destroys bodies, but not souls?
The Count: Precisely. But the souls wouldn't disappear. They just continued to float around The Path aimlessly. I left in order to recover my body. I realized that because of this, well, you can call it either a blessing or curse, I wasn't able to die, so I would be safe in there. I returned about a month later, after following another child in there. I observed the child's body break down, the soul emerge. I didn't do anything because I didn't want to attract His attention. Over the course of two weeks watching this one soul, it's coloring slowly began to change from white to black. Later on, I observed The Threat take that soul and place it into the body of another person. After that, the person who had the soul put into him was never the same again. I left The Path after that, and I haven't returned since, except on the occasion that I choose to save somebody.
Me: What happened to that person after he left The Path?
The Count: He was basically a servant of The Threat after that. I went to his family to see if I could console them in their loss, but it seemed that they had no memory of him anymore. After witnessing all of this, I decided to name those souls lost and alone on The Path, "The Forgotten."
Me: So how is it that Robert Sagel was able to survive on The Path?
The Count: He didn't spend as much time in there in one shot, just several short periods of time. His body was damaged several times, but never destroyed. However, with all the time he did spend in there, it did do quite a number to his mind. That's why, in his final days, he just became more and more mentally unstable: too much time spent in The Path.
Me: And why is that that I survived in The Path? What made me so special?
The Count: Remember when you were in Georgia, and you spoke to the other Lucien's sister?
Me: Yes, what about that?
The Count: When she told you that the idea of a constant did work and could protect you from The Threat, I think it meant from more than just Him and His influence.
Me: What do you mean?
The Count: When you entered The Path as a kid, you were carrying around something with you. A blanket.
Me: I remember the blanket. I always told my family that it could protect me from anything, that as long as I had it, I could not be harmed.
The Count: Exactly. I believe that the idea of a constant extends beyond just protecting you from Him and His influence. If one truly believed enough that an item could protect them from all harm, I think it could protect one from the damaging effects of The Path as well. You're the only person who has tried this, even though it was unknowing at the time, and you did survive. This is why you are special, Luke. You entered The Path, and you survived. This is the information we need. Sadly, it may come at a great price.
Me: What price?
The Count: To find out if this really will work, I must ask of you the ultimate sacrifice: enter The Path with a constant, and see if it truly protects you. I know you have one on you. You wore it during your last days in The Black Forest. And it is still in your pocket right now.
At this point, I reach into my back pocket, and I pull out the black half-mask that's been with me for several months. I realize that he might be right. I did think for awhile that this mask was protecting me; I felt safe with it on.
The Count: I don't need an answer right away. Think it over, very carefully. I just hope that in the end, you help us in the SIA out in gaining this vital piece of information.
So now, I have a choice to make. Do I make the sacrifice asked of me, or do I just forget about this happening? I certainly have a lot to think about.
Lucien Drage
Fighter
Avenger
Friend
Me: This whole time, you've led me on a trip around the world, and I've lost two people I loved so much. This better be worth it.
The Count: If by worth it, you mean "gaining a piece of information that can save us all" from The Threat, then yes, it will be.
Me: How so?
The Count: Well, before that, there are a few things that I must tell you of great importance. First off, what Donnie told you he witnessed in that village in The Black Forest.
Me: You mean that mass that was held to Hallow out people?
The Count: Yes. I can fully explain what he witnessed. The swirling black mass that he saw enter the bodies? Those were actually souls.
Me: Souls? Souls of who?
The Count: Of those who were lost on The Path.
Me: What does The Path have to do with it?
The Count: A long time ago, I first discovered The Path when I was trying to figure out exactly what The Threat was. I travelled in there and was immediately overcome with pain. I stayed in there for almost 2 weeks, and I was still alive, but my body was broken. I noticed Him come in and out with people, and sometimes people would enter without Him even leading them. Most of them were children, the others were people around your age. They would barely last a week in there. Their bodies would not only break, but completely break down. There would be nothing left of them afterwards, except for a swirling white mass. I determined this to be their souls.
Me: So, The Path destroys bodies, but not souls?
The Count: Precisely. But the souls wouldn't disappear. They just continued to float around The Path aimlessly. I left in order to recover my body. I realized that because of this, well, you can call it either a blessing or curse, I wasn't able to die, so I would be safe in there. I returned about a month later, after following another child in there. I observed the child's body break down, the soul emerge. I didn't do anything because I didn't want to attract His attention. Over the course of two weeks watching this one soul, it's coloring slowly began to change from white to black. Later on, I observed The Threat take that soul and place it into the body of another person. After that, the person who had the soul put into him was never the same again. I left The Path after that, and I haven't returned since, except on the occasion that I choose to save somebody.
Me: What happened to that person after he left The Path?
The Count: He was basically a servant of The Threat after that. I went to his family to see if I could console them in their loss, but it seemed that they had no memory of him anymore. After witnessing all of this, I decided to name those souls lost and alone on The Path, "The Forgotten."
Me: So how is it that Robert Sagel was able to survive on The Path?
The Count: He didn't spend as much time in there in one shot, just several short periods of time. His body was damaged several times, but never destroyed. However, with all the time he did spend in there, it did do quite a number to his mind. That's why, in his final days, he just became more and more mentally unstable: too much time spent in The Path.
Me: And why is that that I survived in The Path? What made me so special?
The Count: Remember when you were in Georgia, and you spoke to the other Lucien's sister?
Me: Yes, what about that?
The Count: When she told you that the idea of a constant did work and could protect you from The Threat, I think it meant from more than just Him and His influence.
Me: What do you mean?
The Count: When you entered The Path as a kid, you were carrying around something with you. A blanket.
Me: I remember the blanket. I always told my family that it could protect me from anything, that as long as I had it, I could not be harmed.
The Count: Exactly. I believe that the idea of a constant extends beyond just protecting you from Him and His influence. If one truly believed enough that an item could protect them from all harm, I think it could protect one from the damaging effects of The Path as well. You're the only person who has tried this, even though it was unknowing at the time, and you did survive. This is why you are special, Luke. You entered The Path, and you survived. This is the information we need. Sadly, it may come at a great price.
Me: What price?
The Count: To find out if this really will work, I must ask of you the ultimate sacrifice: enter The Path with a constant, and see if it truly protects you. I know you have one on you. You wore it during your last days in The Black Forest. And it is still in your pocket right now.
At this point, I reach into my back pocket, and I pull out the black half-mask that's been with me for several months. I realize that he might be right. I did think for awhile that this mask was protecting me; I felt safe with it on.
The Count: I don't need an answer right away. Think it over, very carefully. I just hope that in the end, you help us in the SIA out in gaining this vital piece of information.
So now, I have a choice to make. Do I make the sacrifice asked of me, or do I just forget about this happening? I certainly have a lot to think about.
Lucien Drage
Fighter
Avenger
Friend
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
The Reveal: Lobo and Donnie
Each of the three men who were with me said they had something to share with me. Agent Lobo and Donnie wanted to talk to me before I spoke with the Count. They said he wasn't going anywhere now, so I didn't have to worry about tracking him down again.
Me: Ok, something needs to be explained now. Why was I whacked in the head with a baseball bat, and why did you stab Fitzsimmons in the back?
Donnie: There were more FBI agents on their way to our location, we needed to knock you out so we could transport you safely without being found out.
Me: More agents? And you couldn't have just asked me to hide in the trunk or something?
Lobo: We had Fitzsimmons body in the trunk, and you were in the backseat. We temporarily disguised you so you wouldn't be recognized. As for Fitzsimmons, well, you deserve to know the truth. Afterall, that's what your blog is about, isn't it? Delving "into the truth"?
Me: Ha, ha.
Lobo: The truth is, the three of us: me, Donnie, and the Count, we are all on the same side. There is a large group of us all over the world. For about 70 or so years, we have been researching Slenderman, trying to trace his origin, find a weakness, just get any sort of information on him that we could. Our grandparents were the first generation to start doing so, led by the Count.
Me: So, what exactly are you guys: The Keepers or something?
Donnie: Similar to that. We are called the SIA, or the Slenderman Intelligence Agency. We try not to make any direct contact with what we have come to call as The Threat. We just do everything we can in order to gain intelligence on him. Afterwards, we seek out those who do have or seek direct contact, try to guide them on the right path and relay whatever information we have on them. We do this in hopes of finding somebody who may finally destroy him.
Me: What made me so special, then? That both of you, and the Count came after me?
Lobo: That, you need to ask The Count about directly, why he wanted you. After what we've seen, you are extremely intelligent, constantly seeking a way to end The Threat, and have done quite enough research through what you have been given to learn things on your own. We could definitely use somebody like you in the SIA.
Me: So I take it you're part of them as well?
Lobo: Yes, and there are a few others as well. We keep ourselves well hidden in different government agencies. They are the best places to gather information that they don't want the general public to see. Afterall, even though it's not directly related to our target, how do you think that most of the general public found out some of the truths behind The Wyoming Hijacking?
Me: (I nod to him at this point, look directly at Donnie) So you're part of this SIA? You knew the Count, and never said anything to me?
Donnie: I had to keep quiet. We couldn't risk our group being discovered. Then again, we never settle in the same area for too long. We have HQs all across the world, linked by a very well-protected internet server. We have men on the clock making sure it can't be hacked into by anybody, and they are constantly updating everything to make sure we are always at top security level.
Me: Are there any others that you have contacted? I mean, others like me: runners and fighters?
Donnie: None as of yet, though there are a few we would like to reach out to.
Me: Can you at least tell me that? So that perhaps I might be able to help contact them for you?
Donnie: There are only a few that really caught our eye: Dr Cairo Zelphest, Celeste McLachlan, and the one known as M.
Me: What about Zeke Strahm, since he is quite connected with Celeste?
Lobo: We would love to have him with us, but he is too independent. He would disregard us and continue to work on his own.
Me: So, you're mainly on intel. I guess that means you have no connection with the PTC?
Lobo: Those trigger-happy weirdos? Not at all. Granted, I respect all they did in trying to gather information on them, but at the same time, they weren't as secure as they thought. We had a guy in there as well, sending us everything they learned. We wouldn't have minded working with them: us as the intel and them as the muscle. But it seems that they are no longer around, so I guess we're the only one now.
Donnie: That's everything we can tell you. The rest you need to know, you'll learn from The Count.
So, the SIA. They have been interested in having me join them. This is why the chase and everything. To see if I was, in a manner of speaking, "worthy" of joining them. But why did they want me, specifically?
Next post: what The Count has to tell me.
Lucien Drage
Fighter
Avenger
Friend
Me: Ok, something needs to be explained now. Why was I whacked in the head with a baseball bat, and why did you stab Fitzsimmons in the back?
Donnie: There were more FBI agents on their way to our location, we needed to knock you out so we could transport you safely without being found out.
Me: More agents? And you couldn't have just asked me to hide in the trunk or something?
Lobo: We had Fitzsimmons body in the trunk, and you were in the backseat. We temporarily disguised you so you wouldn't be recognized. As for Fitzsimmons, well, you deserve to know the truth. Afterall, that's what your blog is about, isn't it? Delving "into the truth"?
Me: Ha, ha.
Lobo: The truth is, the three of us: me, Donnie, and the Count, we are all on the same side. There is a large group of us all over the world. For about 70 or so years, we have been researching Slenderman, trying to trace his origin, find a weakness, just get any sort of information on him that we could. Our grandparents were the first generation to start doing so, led by the Count.
Me: So, what exactly are you guys: The Keepers or something?
Donnie: Similar to that. We are called the SIA, or the Slenderman Intelligence Agency. We try not to make any direct contact with what we have come to call as The Threat. We just do everything we can in order to gain intelligence on him. Afterwards, we seek out those who do have or seek direct contact, try to guide them on the right path and relay whatever information we have on them. We do this in hopes of finding somebody who may finally destroy him.
Me: What made me so special, then? That both of you, and the Count came after me?
Lobo: That, you need to ask The Count about directly, why he wanted you. After what we've seen, you are extremely intelligent, constantly seeking a way to end The Threat, and have done quite enough research through what you have been given to learn things on your own. We could definitely use somebody like you in the SIA.
Me: So I take it you're part of them as well?
Lobo: Yes, and there are a few others as well. We keep ourselves well hidden in different government agencies. They are the best places to gather information that they don't want the general public to see. Afterall, even though it's not directly related to our target, how do you think that most of the general public found out some of the truths behind The Wyoming Hijacking?
Me: (I nod to him at this point, look directly at Donnie) So you're part of this SIA? You knew the Count, and never said anything to me?
Donnie: I had to keep quiet. We couldn't risk our group being discovered. Then again, we never settle in the same area for too long. We have HQs all across the world, linked by a very well-protected internet server. We have men on the clock making sure it can't be hacked into by anybody, and they are constantly updating everything to make sure we are always at top security level.
Me: Are there any others that you have contacted? I mean, others like me: runners and fighters?
Donnie: None as of yet, though there are a few we would like to reach out to.
Me: Can you at least tell me that? So that perhaps I might be able to help contact them for you?
Donnie: There are only a few that really caught our eye: Dr Cairo Zelphest, Celeste McLachlan, and the one known as M.
Me: What about Zeke Strahm, since he is quite connected with Celeste?
Lobo: We would love to have him with us, but he is too independent. He would disregard us and continue to work on his own.
Me: So, you're mainly on intel. I guess that means you have no connection with the PTC?
Lobo: Those trigger-happy weirdos? Not at all. Granted, I respect all they did in trying to gather information on them, but at the same time, they weren't as secure as they thought. We had a guy in there as well, sending us everything they learned. We wouldn't have minded working with them: us as the intel and them as the muscle. But it seems that they are no longer around, so I guess we're the only one now.
Donnie: That's everything we can tell you. The rest you need to know, you'll learn from The Count.
So, the SIA. They have been interested in having me join them. This is why the chase and everything. To see if I was, in a manner of speaking, "worthy" of joining them. But why did they want me, specifically?
Next post: what The Count has to tell me.
Lucien Drage
Fighter
Avenger
Friend
Friday, October 14, 2011
Concussion Again
Am I seriously a magnet for these now since I started my adventure?
Been out cold since Tuesday night, finally came back to consciousness a few hours ago. Donnie and I headed back to Jersey a few hours after I received Brittany's message. Been wearing the hoodie she bought me since then. I refuse to take it off except for when I need to shower or something. We crossed the border into New Jersey just after 1pm on Tuesday. We only made stops when we switched drivers, got gas, food, or had to hit the rest stop. At around 3pm, we were only about an hour away from where we needed to go when I noticed a black van directly behind us, gaining speed.
Immediately, I told Donnie to floor it. I knew who it was behind us. Donnie refused to go any faster, though. "If we get pulled over by any cops, and they see me... well, remember, I'm supposed to be dead. Things will get suspicious, especially since I'm with you." So he just kept up the speed we were going. I admit, I was a little nervous with the way he was reacting to this. We continued heading north on the NJ Turnpike, and as we got near the Newark Airport (maybe a half hour away from where we were heading) when all of a sudden, the van rear-ended us. We started spinning out of control, until Donnie finally managed to regain control of the wheel and pulled us off to the shoulder.
The van pulled up right behind us, and there they were: Lobo and Fitzsimmons. At least this time, I wasn't outnumbered. I had Donnie by my side, and I wasn't going down without a fight. Both of them walked towards us, and Donnie and I just stood our ground.
Suddenly, I felt something heavy connect with the back of my head. As I fell to the ground, I noticed Donnie holding a baseball bat. At the same time, before I lost consciousness, I stared up at Lobo and Fitzsimmons. Fitzsimmons had a look of shock on his face, and as he fell to the ground, I saw Lobo holding a bloody knife in his hand, with a smile on his face.
When I came to earlier, I found myself in a familiar room. I got up out of the bed and walked into the hallways, and I immediately recognized the place. A place I hadn't been to in 10 years.
It was my old house. The house that my parents raised me and my two sisters in. This is exactly where I thought The Count was referring to when he said to "return home." I walked down the stairs, reminiscing about the memories this place held, and I saw three people sitting in the living room: Donnie, Lobo, and a third man I had seen only one time.
The Count.
Before I could say anything, Donnie told me that there was food waiting for me in the kitchen, and after I ate and regained some more strength, they would sit me down and explain everything. I just finished eating, and I told them I needed to update on here so people knew I was ok. Now I'm about to find out what all of this travelling around was really for.
Lucien Drage
Fighter
Avenger
Friend
Been out cold since Tuesday night, finally came back to consciousness a few hours ago. Donnie and I headed back to Jersey a few hours after I received Brittany's message. Been wearing the hoodie she bought me since then. I refuse to take it off except for when I need to shower or something. We crossed the border into New Jersey just after 1pm on Tuesday. We only made stops when we switched drivers, got gas, food, or had to hit the rest stop. At around 3pm, we were only about an hour away from where we needed to go when I noticed a black van directly behind us, gaining speed.
Immediately, I told Donnie to floor it. I knew who it was behind us. Donnie refused to go any faster, though. "If we get pulled over by any cops, and they see me... well, remember, I'm supposed to be dead. Things will get suspicious, especially since I'm with you." So he just kept up the speed we were going. I admit, I was a little nervous with the way he was reacting to this. We continued heading north on the NJ Turnpike, and as we got near the Newark Airport (maybe a half hour away from where we were heading) when all of a sudden, the van rear-ended us. We started spinning out of control, until Donnie finally managed to regain control of the wheel and pulled us off to the shoulder.
The van pulled up right behind us, and there they were: Lobo and Fitzsimmons. At least this time, I wasn't outnumbered. I had Donnie by my side, and I wasn't going down without a fight. Both of them walked towards us, and Donnie and I just stood our ground.
Suddenly, I felt something heavy connect with the back of my head. As I fell to the ground, I noticed Donnie holding a baseball bat. At the same time, before I lost consciousness, I stared up at Lobo and Fitzsimmons. Fitzsimmons had a look of shock on his face, and as he fell to the ground, I saw Lobo holding a bloody knife in his hand, with a smile on his face.
When I came to earlier, I found myself in a familiar room. I got up out of the bed and walked into the hallways, and I immediately recognized the place. A place I hadn't been to in 10 years.
It was my old house. The house that my parents raised me and my two sisters in. This is exactly where I thought The Count was referring to when he said to "return home." I walked down the stairs, reminiscing about the memories this place held, and I saw three people sitting in the living room: Donnie, Lobo, and a third man I had seen only one time.
The Count.
Before I could say anything, Donnie told me that there was food waiting for me in the kitchen, and after I ate and regained some more strength, they would sit me down and explain everything. I just finished eating, and I told them I needed to update on here so people knew I was ok. Now I'm about to find out what all of this travelling around was really for.
Lucien Drage
Fighter
Avenger
Friend
Monday, October 10, 2011
Brittany's Message
I did what I said I would. I went to see Brittany's father. When he let me in the house, the first words out of his mouth were, "You're by yourself. I guess that means Brittany will not be coming back. She said this might happen." I just looked at him with surprise. "You mean, she knew she wouldn't be returning?" He replied by saying, "Yeah. She told me that she knew what she was getting into by travelling with you. She didn't give me many details, saying it was better that way. She did tell me that if you came back to tell me this, to give you something."
He left the room for a moment, and when he came back, he was carrying a box with him. "I never opened it," he said, "because she said it was for your eyes only. I hope that whatever she left you is worthwhile. Please, stay here for a little bit and open it."
He left the room again, giving me the privacy to open the box. When I did, the only thing I found in there was a hoodie from the college that she went to: The University of Georgia. My size, too. She always said she wanted to buy one for me, just so I had something with me to remind me of her. I put it on and it fit perfectly. I put my hands in the pocket, and I felt a piece of paper. I pulled it out of the pocket. It was a letter to me.
Lucien,
If you are reading this letter, that means the worst happened in Germany. Please, whatever happened, don't blame yourself. I knew I was getting myself into a terrible situation, but I chose to go anyway. I went with you because I still loved you. I never stopped. Don't ever forget that, and don't forget me. Keep my memory alive by continuing your fight. Don't let Him get you down, and don't give up. You're special. The Count sees that, Kelley saw that, and so did I. I'm sure that somehow, you'll survive everything and live a happy life. I'm just sad that I won't be able to enjoy it with you. Don't worry about taking Will with you, since knowing you, that's what you want to do. You don't want to get him involved with all of this, so the safest bet is to leave him here with my dad. Good luck in everything, Lucien.
I Love You,
Brittany
I started tearing up after reading this. She loved me, even after all the time after we broke up. And everything she said was true. I can't give up after coming so far. Whatever the end of my journey is, I have to reach that end. Whether it results in Him killing me, the FBI killing me, or me even managing to find something to help us defeat Him, I have to play this hand all the way through. There's no going back.
Tomorrow, Donnie and I will be heading back to Jersey. Count, it's time for us to finally meet.
Lucien Drage
Fighter
Avenger
Friend
He left the room for a moment, and when he came back, he was carrying a box with him. "I never opened it," he said, "because she said it was for your eyes only. I hope that whatever she left you is worthwhile. Please, stay here for a little bit and open it."
He left the room again, giving me the privacy to open the box. When I did, the only thing I found in there was a hoodie from the college that she went to: The University of Georgia. My size, too. She always said she wanted to buy one for me, just so I had something with me to remind me of her. I put it on and it fit perfectly. I put my hands in the pocket, and I felt a piece of paper. I pulled it out of the pocket. It was a letter to me.
Lucien,
If you are reading this letter, that means the worst happened in Germany. Please, whatever happened, don't blame yourself. I knew I was getting myself into a terrible situation, but I chose to go anyway. I went with you because I still loved you. I never stopped. Don't ever forget that, and don't forget me. Keep my memory alive by continuing your fight. Don't let Him get you down, and don't give up. You're special. The Count sees that, Kelley saw that, and so did I. I'm sure that somehow, you'll survive everything and live a happy life. I'm just sad that I won't be able to enjoy it with you. Don't worry about taking Will with you, since knowing you, that's what you want to do. You don't want to get him involved with all of this, so the safest bet is to leave him here with my dad. Good luck in everything, Lucien.
I Love You,
Brittany
I started tearing up after reading this. She loved me, even after all the time after we broke up. And everything she said was true. I can't give up after coming so far. Whatever the end of my journey is, I have to reach that end. Whether it results in Him killing me, the FBI killing me, or me even managing to find something to help us defeat Him, I have to play this hand all the way through. There's no going back.
Tomorrow, Donnie and I will be heading back to Jersey. Count, it's time for us to finally meet.
Lucien Drage
Fighter
Avenger
Friend
Friday, October 7, 2011
Today, I'm heading over to Brittany's father's house. I have to tell him about what happened to her. Also, I need to tell her son something as well. I'm not sure if I can tell him the truth. But I have to tell him something as to why his mother is not going to be around anymore. I'm sure I'll figure out something.
As for The Count, I think I do know what you mean on "returning home." I believe I know exactly where to go. I only pray that this is not another trap, or that this whole chase has been for nothing.
You know, it has been nine months since I started this whole thing. Originally, I just wanted to investigate Him and discover the truth. Now, I've lost two people that I have loved, almost lost my sister, lost a good friend (in Sammie), and who knows what else I may lose as I continue to go further.
On the other hand, I have made several good friends. People who are like me: running and fighting against the same enemy. Their strength, their conviction, that has helped to keep me strong, but how long can I continue this?
There are times that I simply wish I could forget all this happened, even though that means losing my friends. You know, maybe if I forgot all about what has happened to me, forgot all about Him, maybe I'd be safe. Maybe I wouldn't be living in fear of losing those I care about.
Just maybe...
As for The Count, I think I do know what you mean on "returning home." I believe I know exactly where to go. I only pray that this is not another trap, or that this whole chase has been for nothing.
You know, it has been nine months since I started this whole thing. Originally, I just wanted to investigate Him and discover the truth. Now, I've lost two people that I have loved, almost lost my sister, lost a good friend (in Sammie), and who knows what else I may lose as I continue to go further.
On the other hand, I have made several good friends. People who are like me: running and fighting against the same enemy. Their strength, their conviction, that has helped to keep me strong, but how long can I continue this?
There are times that I simply wish I could forget all this happened, even though that means losing my friends. You know, maybe if I forgot all about what has happened to me, forgot all about Him, maybe I'd be safe. Maybe I wouldn't be living in fear of losing those I care about.
Just maybe...
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Back On Familiar Ground
Donnie and I arrived back in Georgia last night. Caught up on sleep after the jet-lag hit me. On the flight back here, we had a conversation on what Donnie has been up to these past few months.
Me: So what exactly happened? Why did you fake your death?
Donnie: It's pretty obvious, isn't it? I had to do it to throw the FBI off my trail. I'm sorry that it ultimately sent them after you.
Me: Off your trail? What were you doing out in the Black Forest? What trail were you following?
Donnie: After seeing all my files, you realize that I knew all about you and Slenderman. I've been researching him for a long time, actually. My father did too, while he was alive. My trail grew cold until I discovered you were a Fighter.
Me: So how did your trail lead you to the Black Forest?
Donnie: After I faked my death, I noticed that your ex was still following you. After you fled the state, she did the same, but in a different way. She booked herself a flight to Germany. I wanted to know what she was up to, and I eventually followed her into the forest. I found the village, and I saw all the proxies there. However, there was one building where a bunch of people, wearing no masks, were being locked up and under supervision.
Me: You mean, there were people there like you that weren't proxies?
Donnie: No, and I planned on trying to free them, or find out what was going to happen to them. The two people that were with me when we escaped were the only ones I managed to save. They chose to remain behind and try to save any others that were brought there.
Me: And what happened to the others?
Donnie: They were brought into the church, one by one. A strange type of mass was held each time. Sam was presiding over each one. I couldn't understand what they were saying, though I think it may have been in Latin. All I know is that at the end of each mass, Slenderman would appear in front of each victim. He would lean over them, and a strange, swirling, black mass would appear between the two of them. He would then lean back, and the black mass would enter the victim's mouth. After that, the person was never the same. He was Hallowed out after that.
Me: Do you have any idea what that black mass was?
Donnie: Not a clue, but whatever it was, that seemed to be the cause of the Hallowing out there in the forest. When you arrived, I couldn't believe my eyes. I never expected you to get there, and once you killed Sam, the masses had stopped for the moment. I'm guessing that maybe He needs an Agent to perform the mass, not just a regular proxy.
Me: So what do we do now?
Donnie: Well, you need to find The Count, still. I'm going to help you. I also have to get in touch with somebody myself. Hopefully, we'll get that all taken care of, then perhaps we can get back to somewhat of a normal life.
So now, I kinda know how this whole Hallowing process occurs. Maybe it was just in this one occurrence, maybe it's in every case, but at least now I have a theory to go on, and perhaps a way to stop it.
Me: So what exactly happened? Why did you fake your death?
Donnie: It's pretty obvious, isn't it? I had to do it to throw the FBI off my trail. I'm sorry that it ultimately sent them after you.
Me: Off your trail? What were you doing out in the Black Forest? What trail were you following?
Donnie: After seeing all my files, you realize that I knew all about you and Slenderman. I've been researching him for a long time, actually. My father did too, while he was alive. My trail grew cold until I discovered you were a Fighter.
Me: So how did your trail lead you to the Black Forest?
Donnie: After I faked my death, I noticed that your ex was still following you. After you fled the state, she did the same, but in a different way. She booked herself a flight to Germany. I wanted to know what she was up to, and I eventually followed her into the forest. I found the village, and I saw all the proxies there. However, there was one building where a bunch of people, wearing no masks, were being locked up and under supervision.
Me: You mean, there were people there like you that weren't proxies?
Donnie: No, and I planned on trying to free them, or find out what was going to happen to them. The two people that were with me when we escaped were the only ones I managed to save. They chose to remain behind and try to save any others that were brought there.
Me: And what happened to the others?
Donnie: They were brought into the church, one by one. A strange type of mass was held each time. Sam was presiding over each one. I couldn't understand what they were saying, though I think it may have been in Latin. All I know is that at the end of each mass, Slenderman would appear in front of each victim. He would lean over them, and a strange, swirling, black mass would appear between the two of them. He would then lean back, and the black mass would enter the victim's mouth. After that, the person was never the same. He was Hallowed out after that.
Me: Do you have any idea what that black mass was?
Donnie: Not a clue, but whatever it was, that seemed to be the cause of the Hallowing out there in the forest. When you arrived, I couldn't believe my eyes. I never expected you to get there, and once you killed Sam, the masses had stopped for the moment. I'm guessing that maybe He needs an Agent to perform the mass, not just a regular proxy.
Me: So what do we do now?
Donnie: Well, you need to find The Count, still. I'm going to help you. I also have to get in touch with somebody myself. Hopefully, we'll get that all taken care of, then perhaps we can get back to somewhat of a normal life.
So now, I kinda know how this whole Hallowing process occurs. Maybe it was just in this one occurrence, maybe it's in every case, but at least now I have a theory to go on, and perhaps a way to stop it.
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