Announcement

I am back.

But I am by no means safe.

The tall man followed me the whole time and is still here.

I figured out the code. Where I went, there was a code professional who was able to help me out as a favor. The original translation of the code is with all of my packing stuff for the summer, but basically it said that, while Mona is the first, she won't be the last to disappear.

I sent it to the authorities, but they have pretty much closed the case.

I am staying in an undisclosed location and using a computer in a store, as recommended by the decoder, since my IP address can be traced back. It might have been the way the batter found me in the first place.

I say batter because I... well I know it sounds crazy but I don't think that the tall-suited guy could follow me by that means if I tried.

The decoder did a background check concerning my stalkers. While nothing that described the batter came up on the search, A LOT came up on the tall man. It has many names, but the Operator is a common one, others the Slender Man. He is a being, of unidentifiable nature, and has been recorded to stalk and or kill its victims. The dead animals I found are a common sign of its presence.

It is indestructible, and deadly. The decoder is a nice guy, and he says he will continue searching for information.

But my case is very different, in some ways. A common experience is a hollow depression. I feel as if something is inside of me, trying to break out savagely, and that is what causes me to cut my wrists open in my sleep, making me go manic.

Danny has said I have attacked him, multiple times at night, but I have no memory of it... I think I might need to be exorcized or something. He started having to hold my arms together so tight it caused severe bruising. And he feels horrible every time, yet refuses to give up on me.

So it seems like I am being hunted and decayed from the inside out. Danny has had to stay away at night, even though he insists on protecting me. He said that during the trip, he began to see the Slender Man but he may be lying to me. I think he is becoming too attached to me... but at least I do not have to deal with the batter.

I want to contact people with the same problem, so I will try to do so. Please, if you have more information, let me know.

Running Away

Hello World

I am done.

I am done waking up in the middle of the night, and checking outside my own damn windows to see if they are out there. And seeing that they are.

I am done with the new terrifying addition of dead animals on my door step every morning.

I am done walking to classes and everybody looking at me like I am some sort of freak-show (yeah, someone on campus found this blog, and started sharing it for laughs. Asshole.)

There seems to be no other solution.

So, after talking to Dan a lot, and a bit to my aunt, I have decided to take a trip. I won't say what trip it is (for the obvious reasons), but I will say that it is free and I can be excused from classes for it. Salvation, for about 6 weeks, on the other side of the world.

I hate having to run away from my problems, but it doesn't seem like I can do anything there to help my situation. Everything I have tried has made my situation worse. The police think I am crazy depressed and stressed because of Mona's disappearance. All my classmates think I am crazy. I don't even know how much more Dan can take, but at least it has made us closer. He is coming with me, just to make sure that I am safe and not alone.

The place where I am going to has some people who are really good code solvers. I will figure it out there, and post what the message is. Maybe then we can finally figure out what it says.

I will post any updates, and again, any information you may be able to give me would be amazing.

Peace

Me & my stalkers

I can't walk outside anymore. I can't hide what is true, and I am so sorry Dan.

Dan has had to go outside to stop the one with the baseball bat from getting closer to my windows (I guess he figured out where I was). He is trying really hard to not make a big deal out of this, but he is terrified for my safety. He thinks that I should put cameras up around my apartment to catch him so I could make a police report, but the police and I don't exactly get along very well, so I don't think I will spend a grand on this creep.

That, I can deal with. He is real, personal, in my face and tangible.

The tall one... is not.

The tall one is always outside when no one else is around, sometimes even when Dan is around. But Dan never sees him, the tall one always disappears before he can see him. And I realized what is wrong with his face.

IT ISN'T THERE. HOW

I think I am going insane guys, and I am freaking out. It's not like I haven't been taking my medications or anything different. The real stalker, the one with the baseball bat, I can handle that. But not both. How could anyone?

Mona being gone just makes everything worse. I never smile anymore, never go see movies, and I have zero self confidence. I don't think she is dead though, but in a way, I hope that she is. So that she isn't in pain somewhere. I want her back so bad. And the damned code is only making me more nervous the longer it takes for me to figure out.

And since Mona is gone, I have no one to talk to my stress with Dan with. He is trying to be strong but it isn't convincing me, and he always looks at my wrists in worry. I have been treating them as well as I can and cleaning them (which is a pain in the ass), but he always looks at me like a strange bird. I feel caged and edgy, and if I am not careful, I will snap at him, causing him to leave. He told me not to mention this, but I need to share this with someone.

Please, do any of you know what this is? What is happening? Has this happened to other people before? Is this some sort of cult?

Well, I'm back

Hello World

I took off some time on my blog because, well, I have been trying to get my life back together.

After the last time I posted, I have been going everywhere with someone else just in case. I haven't seen the tall dude or the hooded baseball player, but I am still very wary of the whole situation. So much so that I have actually moved in with Dan, and I am helping pay the rent and stuff. I really liked being independent, but I am not so sure that is the safest thing to do at this time.

I really appreciate Dan's help. Even though lately things have been rocky, he has believed me. He isn't sure if the tall guy really exists (he thinks it's stress, but I call bullshit). But he knows about the hooded baseball player, and is trying to get me to take some self defense classes at school, which I am probably going to do if I can get some money.

Mona is still missing, and at this point most people have given up hope. I am going to work on the code this week and let you guys know if I find anything out.

Peace

Followed: March 5th

I am being followed. By two different people. Just my luck.

I was walking to Mona's apartment after just doing another search party, just to see if I could find any hints. After looking around the outside, I thought I might try and break in, and was trying all the windows. But then I felt like I was being watched, and I turned around.

Across the street there was a man in a long black suit, extremely tall and menacing. I didn't get a good look at his face, but it seemed blank. I ran, thinking he was going to call the police, but he only stood and stared at me.

I was about a block away from my apartment when I realized I was being chased. I looked behind me, expecting to see the man in the suit, but instead seeing a hooded man with a baseball bat chasing me. Terrified by the thought that he might have been the person who took Mona, I ran past my apartment into a nearby mall. I managed to lose him in the stores, and I bought and changed into different clothes and left.

On my way back to my apartment, I realized my chaser's jacket looked similar to the one worn by the guy standing outside Dan's apartment during my stay with him. This realization made me lose my shit, and I sat outside on the curb sobbing.

I called Dan, begging him to pick me up, and he came immediately and took me back to his place. I told him all I knew, about the scars on my wrists and the messages, how I honestly didn't remember what happened to Mona, and what had just happened at her apartment. He held me and calmed me down, but he FINALLY believed me (I love him, but damn he can be such a dick sometimes). He told me to call the police, but at this point what good would it do? They didn't really leave any proof, and if anything I would be the one arrested for trying to break into Mona's place.

I stayed at his place that night, and I stayed on the couch by the window.

Big mistake.

At around 1 am, during one of my really bad coughing fits, I looked outside the window. The man in the suit was right outside the window. Staring. Which is impossible, considering how high Dan's apartment is. And again, his face was...almost not there. I couldn't see it, but I don't really think I was paying that much attention during my screams of terror. Dan came running in, but then the man...it was fucking GONE.

After this, I don't remember much, the rest is Dan's story.

I was still screaming, and Dan looked out the window. He told me later that he saw the man in the hood with the baseball hat, looking up through the trees at the apartment. Dan ran downstairs, but the time he got down to street level the man was already across the park. Dan is the star water polo player and is built like a quarterback, so I am not really surprised the dude booked it.

When Dan came back upstairs, he said that I was laughing maniacally, cutting new markings into my wrists. When I saw him, I laughed harder, and screamed: "YOU CANNOT SAVE HER! SHE IS MINE, HAS BEEN SINCE SHE WAS BORN. MINEMINEMINEMINEMINEMINE-"

He shook me, even slapped me (he apologized, he feels like shit) and I came back. Well, I sorta looked at him, and said "Help", and passed out in his arms. He freaked out, and poured a bucket of ice cold water over me. I woke up, and acted all pissed. That part, I remember, and so does my nose.

So after that, I got into warm clothes. Dan made me stay in his room the rest of the night and stood by the door and window with a night, staking out. The next day, he and a few of his water polo friends went to my apartment, but it was fine, and I was able to go to classes the next Monday.

Let me tell you, that was the second worst day of my life, and I have had bad days. I don't know what I would do without Dan. It's moments like this I really miss Mona, and her clear-headedness. I wonder if the codes have anything to do with these people following me and Mona's disappearance.

PLEASE if you know anything about the codes, or anything that is going on, don't hesitate to email me at signalwithoutthen@gmail.com

Peace and please stay safe readers

Numb

I talked to Dan today. Mona is missing. She has been for about a month now. He didn't understand how I could forget so much time, he thinks I am lying to make him forgive me. Dan said that I refused to go on any search parties, and was very nonchalant about the whole issue. He is so upset at everything. I am numb.

I went to her apartment and no one was there. There was one dude walking past, who stopped to look at me, but then quickly walked away, it was weird, as if he thought I was going to break in. No lights, nothing on in the house, but her stuff is still there.

She left school and never made it home. They have had no leads and all search parties didn't turn up anything. No messages to professors, she straight up disappeared.

One of my best friends is gone and I can't remember what happened that month. Did I do something in the time I forgot that can help? I need to find her and find out what happened, maybe go to another psychologist to help me get back my memory. I set up an appointment with a doctor in about 2 months (it was the soonest I could get) to help with my medical issues.

Oh, and Base 64 guy #2 who hacked my pointless blog? Go take a looooooong walk of a very short cliff. Because I am done. If I find out who you are, and you have something to do with this, I will hunt you down.

If any of you can figure out what happened to Mona, or what that damned code means, or what any of this means, please let me know.

Peace

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