Friday, May 27, 2011

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Experiment #12 Results and the Search for Clarice

Plain for Pete

Italics for Jack, should he take over again.

The results of Experiment 12 are evidently that it did not work. Either Slender Man was able to get onto the boat or Lone Hunter, perhaps, did. I don't know anything beyond that.

I'm scared. I have another person in my head, only he was the original and I am the intruder. So what does that say of me. Am I deal? Was I something that Slender Man created to inhabit this body while Jack perhaps slept. Perhaps I was never Jack at all. Maybe I really a just Prey the 2rd, created and placed in another's body. Because if I'm Jack, then how could Jack be existing as a serparate entity here with me.

Well, who I really am will have to be an issue for another time, because I have to find Clarice. I have a clue which I found amongst the wrecked interior of the houseboat.
It's piece of the sign from a harbor in a nearby town called Keokuk, where we purchased the boat. Lone Hunter will likely make his whereabouts known to me somehow. I'm coming, Clarice. Just hold out a little while longer. I'm coming.

Heh. This should be fun. I can't wait to make things miserable for anyone who serves The Suit.

What happened?

Guys, this is Pete. Clarice is missing and... I've been displaced. I woke up in a hotel room in some town called Fort Madison, Iowa, and I have no memory of the events that transpired beyond the two of us loading up and taking off on the boat.

I have not had a look at any new events on the blogs, because I have to find her. I can see the Mississippi from the window. I will attempt to track down the houseboat and maybe get some answers.

Until then, pray for us.

Where am I?


My name is Jack. Jack Ellison. I am on a houseboat and the walls are just covered with dried blood. I have no idea where I am. To whoever can read this blog, help me. I am somehow able to use this laptop and post here. I know the passwords for some reason. Yet...
It's 2011! How can itbe 2011? It's suposed to be Augest 2007... HIM! It had to have been his doing, along with those bastards, Blake and Clyde. I don't expect anyone to know of which I speak, but I call this...thing I speak of, The Suit.

I don't expect you to be believe me, but The Suit killed everyone I ever cared about or turned them against mankind as a whole. I will kill The Suit if it is the last thing I ever do. Now I just need to figure out how to run this thing and get back to shore.

Tuesday, May 17, 2011




Monday, May 16, 2011

Experiment #12:

Clarice and I have bought a houseboat. We are on the Mississippi River. Time to see if Slender Man can follow his victims out onto open bodies of water. We have Opeator and Ichthus-Operator Signs loaded in a closed box and will deploy them if it does manage to follow us.

The experiment is minutes away from being conducted. It is all or nothing now. If it can follow onto or into water or onto the boat, then Clarice and I will have nowhere to run to and this will likley be the last you hear from us. I would go alone, but Clarice was insistant.

If we survive this, we will let you know how well Slender Man sea fairs.

Goodbye, hopefully not forever.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Unsure Paths Await Us

Hi guys...

Well, we're back from the funeral. Well, we've back for a while now, but haven't really felt like blogging. We've been both feeling very down lately. Yep, it's about Ron. He did much to save us both before he needed us to save him. He named me and gave me fighting spirit. Then he physically saved Clarice from the jaws of death at his own cost, which eventually led to his demise.

Slice... You're not useless. You've done everything you can against Slender Man. It's not your fault.

I can see Him now. He's standing tall between two buildings, his black outline obvious against the daytime sky. He awaits us. He's been putting on the pressure for the last few days. We haven't been able to lose Him.
I don't know what He's planning, but we may have to take action soon. Clarice and I are working on a plan. This plan goes back to the theory a friend of M once had, that Slender Man can't follow people out onto open bodies on water. Summer is close enough that we will be able to test this theory soon.

Lastly, Ron's younger brother has been pressuring us for answers. He knows we know why Ron died, but we can't tell him. I have a feeling he'll be drawn into this somehow. I fear for him, but we did the best we could and just left him without any answers or means to contact us or figure out to search blogger for us.

Until next time, ado, guys.