Repent

You deserve an explanation.

It has been 543 days since I last posted here. Things began to calm down significantly, I got accepted to the big university near where I lived, I moved into a different apartment complex, and I stopped seeing things for the longest time. I was beginning to think that...maybe I beat it. Maybe, I was strong enough to beat whatever it was that was following me.

That was in February of 2013. 16 months ago. I just woke up.

Yeah, before you ask, that's right. I lost 16 months of my life, just like that. I woke up in my apartment, but for some reason, no one in my family seemed to ever remember me gone in the first place. But everything, newspapers, my computer, my phone, the TV-Newscasters, they all say that it's June 2014. I'm freaking out, you guys. I don't know what happened. I thought I was over this.

If the Plague Doktor and the Benefactor are still out there somewhere, then...most likely I'll be seeing a lot more of them now that I've woken up. They're most likely responsible for this, but...HOW. This is not my expertise. I have no idea how any of this could have happened.

I'll try to keep all of you updated. If any of you have any ideas on why this could be happening to me, by all means shoot me an e-mail.

Thanks,
Carson.

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Can't talk for long. In hiding. Got this in my inbox today. Figure it's from him. I'll post again if/when it's safe.

I want out of this. 

Carson. 

poor carson.

poorcarson.
hewantstopostonthisblogsobadly.
butheknowsthatwhathappenedtovaleriewillhappentohimifhedoes
he'sscared.
heshouldbe.
thegiftofthebenefactorisscarytothosewhodon'tunderstandit.
IsupposeIcanassumecontrolofthisblogsincehe'sunwillingtopost.

sincerely, thedoktor.

p.s.: seeyousoon,carson. inyourdreams.

yourebreakingtherules

whatswrong,carson?
youhaven'tbeenpostinglately.
itmakeshimhappywhenyoupost
thatdamnedbrattoldyounottopost,didn'the?
noworries,i'lltakecareofhim
butnotinthesamewayitookcareofthatgirl
ohno,shegotanentirelydifferentformofpunishment

goodnight,dearcarson.

signed,
thedoktor

p.s. youtalkinyoursleep.

Thanksgiving

Okay, so I've managed to calm down from my little...excursion the other day. Since then, things have been rather quiet since I uploaded "Midnight Run" that night. Yes, I've noticed that there is the distortion in that video similar to the kind that was in Val's reaction. I don't know what it's from, but one of this blog's followers suggested that it's an effect of the tall man's presence, which, at this point, doesn't surprise me. 

I'm going home (hopefully) on Monday, and maybe when I come home things will...I don't know, end? I kind of need to focus on school, instead of all of this crap, you know? 

Until next time,

Carson. 

Reaction.

During a study session with a friend of mine, (somehow) the topic drove to what's been happening. Through an awkward "why do you have a camera" moment, I managed to record her reaction.

I just hope I haven't made a huge mistake.

 

yes.yesyouhave.

Just wait.

I saw him again.

The Tall Man. I saw him again. Granted, he was a good distance away, but no one except for me seemed to see him staring at me with that blank face. I need to calm down. Getting upset won't help anyone, least of all me.

I just need to get through this week and then I'll be going home for Thanksgiving. He can't possibly follow me there, can he?

If you've been following the blog to this point, I thank you. Stay in touch with me, I don't know what will happen from here. It's obvious that it's not over yet. I'll do my best to keep you all updated, but I'm going to be updating my twitter more often than this.

Thanks.
Carson

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