Everything is (Not) Fine (A Creepy pasta/ Marble Hornets Fanfiction)

The plan.

I spent one week... One whole week trying to find a way to end all of this madness. I spent many sleepless nights trying to come up with a suitable answer as to why Alex and the operator still want me. But everytime I got close to something my mind would take a turn and point me back into the beginning of my thought process. So I tried thinking about it in a different way, what if I just went back to the start of this, all of this.

Yeah, I know that I have already gone to that hospital multiple times. But I just feel as if this is a circle and what goes around comes around. If I were to go the hospital there might be a new hint lying around or even better, somebody who can tell me what the hell is going on.

I stood up from my desk and I grabbed my backpack, and I walked to the door. Before leaving I looked down at the table that was beside my door and I saw an old camera, slightly dusty, sitting staring at me.

I shook my head, recording this wouldn't be needed. This was going to be for my eyes only. I couldn't let anyone else be affected if they saw this.

I dragged my feet all the way to my car as I let out a long yawn. Sleep, had been a non present aspect of my life right now and I couldn't help but feel tired. I got into my car and began the drive to rosswood.

After 15 minutes I finally made it to the outside of Rosswood park. I instantly felt as if I were being watched and that I was not alone, but I shook it off as a thought of paranoia and I walked into the woods.

I know it was a stupid idea but i couldnt help it, ive come so close to figuring out why the operator wanted me and i wasnt about to live it down yet. The thickness of trees that surrounded me, blocked some of the sun making it seem dimmer than what it actually was.

I wandered around, a hand looped within the backpack stings and the other shoved into my pockets of my ripped Blue Jeans. I couldn't help but shake my head, this reminded me of my collage self. Walking around in the same manner, but now the only difference was that, that had been years ago and I was in a mission instead of a collage class.

Plus now I had way better sideburns to top that off.

I couldn't really tell which direction I had been going, after all I hadn't dared take a foot into these woods in months and I didn't really want to do it again. I felt like I had been walking for eternity, my legs had already begun to get tired for some unknown reason and I couldn't help but stop for a while.