He's back.

Merry Christmas. Everyone. Especially you, Slender fucker. I nearly died last night while running. Johnny was lost and I was searching for hours. I saw It everywhere. I was lucky. I'm holding out in a hotel in Calgary, nearby my aunt's mansion. I see agents forming a circle around the building. This is bad.

I'll see you later, Liam out.

Heart of Glass

Is a great song. Just saying.

On the other hand, the sounds of It coming, is not. He's in hot pursuit of me, while I'm driving in Red Deer.

Oh shit. Agents. On motorbikes. TAKE IT FROM HERE, JOHNNY. -Liam


Shit. They're closing in. Radio's glitching as well. We're fucked from here on out. Wish us luck. Johnny out.

Beatiful

Johnny here. I'm taking the liberty in saying that Liam's gone fucking bonkers. But I'm trying to force him to his normal attitude. I'm driving this old beauty of a van towards the Maritimes. Won't pass up Serenity's offer. And I've been driving for the past 3 weeks. Including now. Just to stop Liam from killing the innocent.



And great, we're nearly out of gas. Time to refuel. Catch y'all later.-Johnathan