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how
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it                      grows                                                                    inside


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                                        the
                        
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   was                                            meant

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this


is

the

end

of

all

things

the first time the dark below happened i didnt mean to go he asked if i wanted to see the bunnies playing in the fields all the little rabbits and i didnt know any better so i crawled in and we drove but there were no rabbits i knew better i knew better and mommy was going to be so mad because strangers are bad but i thought no not a bad person to want to show me the bunnies and then he tried to crawl inside where the light was he told me all about the light and how it burned and how it called to him and if he didnt get to it this thing that was eating him from inside would get all of him and wear his skin like a puppet except dead and scary and he was so sad when he cut and tore and even though i cried i wanted him to find the light so he could be safe and we could both go home there were no rabbits the darkness came out and it hurt so much i screamed and cried and kicked and the man who wanted to touch the light didnt have his eyes anymore something else used them and it stared like hate and the coldest things it held me while it dug down in to me but no knives or fingers somehow digging anyway i cried so hard and called for mommy because she would take me away and i would be okay with a spanking because it would mean she was scared and loved me and the terrible cold would stop then my light i saw it like the bunnyman saw it it glowed and the thing with his eyes stopped and let me go somehow i got out and ran on legs that were shaky and red dripping on the ground and i still dont know why he didnt chase me because i was small then very small and not very quick he could have caught me i remember how warm it was and the junebugs whirring out in the sun and the silence and cold was gone then the earth was over me and holding me close in warmth and dark i could hear something run over me held my breath in the dark and the earth held its breath and we waited together until the footsteps were gone long gone and when i woke up i was under a tree by the root cellar the sun was setting they were calling for me when they found me i told them id fallen from the trees everyone believed and pretended not to notice the dirt in my hair it took 45 stitches to close all the holes the scars are still there in my skin like a map of bad things

i know this darkness i have been here before

Pay No Attention to the Post Behind the Curtain

I did not create the post from yesterday. Which now means someone has hacked the account and posted gibberish. Awesome. Because the weird was slowing down and for some reason we can't have that.
If people would give me a heads-up the second they see it post, I would be grateful. I dunno, get data somehow, maybe have Ian see where it's coming from.
Meanwhile, need to figure out why it keeps reposting every time I try to delete it.

herewegodowntherabbitholetherabbitholetherabbithole

i dont know what it is but it moves quietly like no feet on carpet or wood and even the cats make noise its an impossible thing it cant be real the eyes are missing all things have eyes even mountains have eyes even houses have eyes and they watch sometimes they judge sometimes they leave everything on its own but this is different this watches but it doesnt tell you what it wants at all just stays distant staring from the corner how can i make it go away i want to just make it go away

it has been there the entire time i just never saw it until now but now i know i felt it staring but no eyes it was staring the whole time i felt it on my skin like the wind except no wind no noise no sound no intention please ive done nothing just walk away from it all

oh god the hole the same rabbit hole we are all falling down the same rabbit hole in the dark may be the only safe place left but what is there may be so much worse

UGH. Stupid noises started up again last night. They got worse when it rained.

I kept thinking it was from the attic, but after I listened closer last night, some of it sounds like its in the walls.

So yeah, gotta be a rat problem. And I have to figure out how to tell Mr. Talbrie he needs an exterminator when no methods of communication are out there.

Just in case for some strange reason he stops by here HEY MR. TALBRIE. YOU HAVE RATS.

There. All bases covered.

What the book said

I actually got this a few days ago, but time always flies.

Strangeness, I took pictures but my phone was almost dead so I plugged it in and for some reason it crashed.  When I got it to finally come back on, all of the photos, plus everything from the past week were wiped. Luckily I don't take a bazillion photos like some people or I'd be really upset. (This place is like a black hole for technology for some reason.) But I did write it down (all in a big jumble so no spaces or anything) and when I got home I ran it through one of the Caesar Shift cypher decoders suggested by Ian.

Drumroll, please. The result:

donotreadthis. nomindcansaveyou. nothoughtcanreleaseyou. youaretrapped. emptinessistheonlyescape.

And I guess I shouldn't be surprised that it's gibberish. I mean, the first thing it says is DON'T read this.

My curiousity is satisfied, I'm done and I'm not going any further with this crap. Except I keep saying that. I guess it bugs me because none of this makes sense and I would like it to. I study people, but here's this thing I just don't get. Probably because you need to be a psychologist. Whatever.

Coming up next on the blog, more inane updates about my paper. Oh, and I was wrong, I guess the Slender series aren't taking a dive so I'm going to go back and catch up on what was missed. There's this whole morbid curiosity bit to it at this point. When will the final train wreck happen.... Or maybe one of them ends happily. I'd like to see it happen. It seems like something that strikes so deep a chord with people needs to have hope around the edges.