Nightmares.....
So many nightmares. Barely sleeping lately. Ever since finding out that MASC was all in my head...
I feel lost, James is doing his best to help, but it's not easy realizing you have been going crazy since 2011.
It is starting to seem like there is more going on that I originally believed. We have been on the move for a while now. We have been staying in a shitty little hotel, thought we had been safe..until last night. They finally made a move. VINDICATE sent a few soldiers our way, led by what I can only believe is a proxy. The man at the front of those damned gas mask wearing freaks was moving very strangely. He wore black clothes and a hoodie, and kept his face pointed to the ground. He moved in a jerky fashion, the easiest was to describe it would be a combination of the Nurses from Silent hill and Voldo from soul caliber. Just his presence made us feel ill. he seemed to direct the VINDICATE soldiers with hand signals, never saying a word. The soldiers began fanning i can only assume to make sure that we didn't sneak out somehow. This hooded man came up to the door, and began knocking at the door, and not an aggressive knock either. Of course we wouldn't answer, but we tried Asking what he wanted, who he was. We got no response, just and endless knocking. The knocking continued until 5 am, then it finally stopped and they all walked back into formation. The hooded man without lifting his head waved goodbye and the group vanished.
We are heading out and going somewhere else. I'll update again when I can.
Stay Safe
-RevLoon
Mind of a Wanderer
things flowing from my mind
Monday, August 19, 2013
Saturday, March 2, 2013
Odd Reunion
This was the result of my return to the bridge where I had found the journal. Following this I went with James to an undisclosed location where we sat down and had a conversation. That conversation will be uploaded soon.
Monday, January 14, 2013
?
Finally pulled myself from that dark pit. Not sure where I have been, or for how long exactly, but I awoke a few minutes ago in my old home. My phone is gone along with my knife and the bag I had containing some items I was collecting. I have to figure out what happened, and where my stuff is. In the following days I will be recounting all I can remember and try to figure out how long I have been gone.
If anyone can give me any information, please reply to this post.
If anyone can give me any information, please reply to this post.
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Saturday, August 20, 2011
The boxs
I have begun going over the information on the hard drives, flash drives and memory cards. It is 90% video files. there are a couple pictures, and a text file. going to post my findings as soon as i can.
In other news, i will be going back somewhere special soon.
In other news, i will be going back somewhere special soon.
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Long needed update
I know it has been some time. I haven't been in the safest of places. Currently i write this from a Undisclosed location that has not been told to me, just in case.MASC and myself have been trying to keep VINDICATE off of our trail, and dealing with a few other problems.
First off our last location was discovered by the Avatar, and because of it we had to move from our comfort zone. He almost got to us, MASC ended up in a small skirmish with some guys from VINDICATE and somebody who wasn't wearing the VINDICATE symbol or a gasmask that all of the others seem to where. He stood at the back of the group wearing what seemed to be some kind of bullet proof armor. He had some kind of odd helmet covering his face with a dark face shield, for some reason the eye area was clear, and his eyes were crimson where the whites should have been and emerald green, i will never forget those eyes. They pierced into my soul or at least felt like it. He watched as the members of VINDICATE fell and then took a few steps forward. I saw it then, something i had feared laying eyes upon since all of this started. Drawn upon his chest in white paint was the Operator symbol, that damned X in a circle. MASC fired and realized his armor was too thick to penetrate and they called a retreat, that's when he spoke. His voice chilled me, I was in some sort of daze as he spoke, my body felt numb and my chest tight.
"Gentlemen, it is simple, hand him over to VINDICATE and this ends. Deny this request, and HE will get involved and i will get to watch while the lot of you burn."
He turned and walked off into the woods, and we moved as fast as we could to get somewhere safe. I can only tell you that I will get some footage up on my channel here soon. As soon as i am safe.
First off our last location was discovered by the Avatar, and because of it we had to move from our comfort zone. He almost got to us, MASC ended up in a small skirmish with some guys from VINDICATE and somebody who wasn't wearing the VINDICATE symbol or a gasmask that all of the others seem to where. He stood at the back of the group wearing what seemed to be some kind of bullet proof armor. He had some kind of odd helmet covering his face with a dark face shield, for some reason the eye area was clear, and his eyes were crimson where the whites should have been and emerald green, i will never forget those eyes. They pierced into my soul or at least felt like it. He watched as the members of VINDICATE fell and then took a few steps forward. I saw it then, something i had feared laying eyes upon since all of this started. Drawn upon his chest in white paint was the Operator symbol, that damned X in a circle. MASC fired and realized his armor was too thick to penetrate and they called a retreat, that's when he spoke. His voice chilled me, I was in some sort of daze as he spoke, my body felt numb and my chest tight.
"Gentlemen, it is simple, hand him over to VINDICATE and this ends. Deny this request, and HE will get involved and i will get to watch while the lot of you burn."
He turned and walked off into the woods, and we moved as fast as we could to get somewhere safe. I can only tell you that I will get some footage up on my channel here soon. As soon as i am safe.
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