Finally.

I'm here in D.C.
The best place in the US.
Like Yggdrasil ordered. I'm waiting in a library. Weapons in my van and reading the first part of the Odyssey.

I'm waiting . -Liam.

Good news.

I'm coming to the USA.

Going to meet up with my good friend Yggdrasil and then plan a strategy to attack Slendy.

I'm going to give an update later. Sorry for the short update. Just thought this would be important.

I'm not dead yet, you proxy scum.

Shit...Johnny's been killed by Him. I should retell the events in his honor.

My hotel was burned down. I and Johnny ran across the roads, trying to search for my aunt's. But of course, some proxies grabbed us. I was completley stripped of my weapons, tied up and gagged. I was in a small playground in a stage like area. We were surrounded by Proxies and It stepped towards me. He grinned with his smug non existent face, mocking me and then began to kneel down, sending what seemed like an endless wave of black arms, human arms, from his back. He grabbed the ropes and untied them. My bag was only a few inches away. I ran for it and broke the hedge clippers into two daggers, coating them in a thick layer of substance. I charged at him and jumped on him, stabbing into his chest with intense force. A piercing siren like sound invaded my ears, whispers lost in it. Things like "FOOLISH" "PAIN WILL RETURN". Instead of attacking me, It grabbed Johnny with it's other arms, and ripped his appendages off. In layman's terms, he tore Johnny's goddamn arms and legs off, and jammed them into his back, covering them in darkness. Johnny was bleeding intensely, I knew I had to run. Save myself. So I ran away, my bag slung over my shoulders as I ran, crowbar in hand while I heard a hissing from behind me. I turned around. Fire. Fire was circling me. I saw It in the distance. It waved. All of it's arms. I leaped over the flames and charged head first into a convenience store, my shoes slowly burning off. The shopkeeper decided to call the cops and I ran again. The fire was gone. I looked back at the park, smoke surrounding it.  Then I realized I left my stolen iPad with Johnny, who typed the post before this one. He must've got it when we were tied up.

And now we go back to a big question. Where are you?

At my aunt's house. Luckily I found it after Johnny's death.

I told her what happened and all. So she's keeping me here until she can find time to take me home.

I hope I see you all later. Liam out.

hum hum hum hum hum

I've seen things
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I'm lost now
.. .----. -- / --. --- .. -. --. / - --- / -.. .. .
It's been fun
.-. ..- -.
The game is over
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Goodbye
-.-. .-. -.-- / ... --- -- . / -- -.--.- -..- -.--.- .-. .

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