This is the type of crazy shit I've been trying to avoid, the old life, the operator, the tapes, everything. But how can I stand back when I wanted- no- needed answers. Answers on Brian, answers on Alex's whereabouts, answers on why the operator seems to be so attached to me? Affecting everyone I associate with. I had to know. I had the right to know.
I coughed and I grabbed the camera off of my dashboard, this was the first time I had come back here since.... That day. I shook my head and I brushed off my shirt and walked over to the door. As I touched the doors, memories flooded through my mind like a distorted vision. Jays corps, the blinding light after trying to pull off The hooded man's mask. Alex. It all came to me, an electric shock coursed through my body and I shook it off as nothing and I opened the doors, walking in. I looked around, everything had been the same. Dust covered most corners and it looked like it hadn't been inhabited for years.
I let out a breath, breathing in seemed hard since the air just seemed to be dust and musty flavored. Walked around until I came across the spot where I had left The hooded man's corps and I wasn't so shocked to see that there was a note left there along with..A mask.
I sighed, annoyed and I walked... (ran) towards the note and dropped down to my knees, placing the camera down beside me. I lifted the note and I saw a scratchy handwriting that did not seem familiar with. I read the note and my eyes narrowed.
The note simply read this
From the beginning this has all been a game for us, your time is running out Tim, join us, he will not wait any longer.
I looked down at the mask and it stared me dead in the face, taunting me. I growled in fury and I couldn't handle it. I picked up the mask I had thrown away and I crushed it in my hands, the mask burnt my hands but I didn't care, this needed to end.
I drove away.
I don't remember what happened after I tried crushing the mask, all I knew was that the camera was in my lap and I was driving in my car. It was strange, my black outs. I couldn't explain them, nor could I prevent them. They happened randomly and usually they happen when something bad has happened. Great right?
I drove home and I walked inside doing my nightly routine. Locking every door, locking every window, drawing the blinds, shutting every door. Taking a shower, eat while taking pills, watch T. V, research the operator (While having no luck, since the slender men stories have clouded every thing. It was so well known that people actually began to combine the slender men and the operator together, still calling it slender men. Curses), and finally going to bed... Or well attempting to, side effect number one of my pills, insomnia.
Wonderful
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