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Of course. Of *fucking* course.

God my heads killing me.

Gonna hand over the blog to H for now...I need to go lie down before I start to contemplate something I don't want to contemplate.

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Hello, H here. I am...a friend of Jedi's. I was a coworker of sorts to Stella.

We both got hungry, so we went out to get something to eat. The walk there was uneventful, just talking about things, but on the way back Jedi's migraines started to get steadily worse until we rounded a corner and He That Is was just...right in front of us. A few more steps and we would have walked right into him.

We both turned around to run, but he was there, too. We turned back to the direction we were walking in and still there. We managed to get away by crossing the road, but then we rounded another bend and there he was. Just standing there with open arms.

I'll say this now- I haven't seen It up close in well over a year. I'd forgotten the wave of panic and nausea and how wrong and alien he feels, like he does not belong here. I froze up like a deer in the headlights, just staring at It, totally unable to move, until I caught sight of something in my peripheral vision.

Stella was leaning on a garden fence across the road, looking at He That Is and smiling slightly. For those of you unfamiliar with me, to prevent you from having to read three other blogs to understand why Stella was there despite being dead, I have occasional hallucinations of Stella when I am panicking or under extreme amounts of stress. She was just standing there, arms folded, a serene little smile on her face.

He That Is's head snapped around so he was looking at her, and suddenly I could move again. We ran out of there as fast as we could.
On the way back to Jedi's, he asked me, "Who was that girl?". I asked him to describe her to me, he gave me an exact description of Stella.

I told him about the hallucinations, and that the girl had been Stella- although as I understand it Jedi and Stella were an item, they both had no idea what the other looked like. Which brings up a few questions, for me: 1) Prior to then I had only seen that hallucination once since the end of May. I thought she'd gone.
2) Jedi saw the hallucination as well. Which makes me wonder. Stella is definitely dead- I identified the body, I went to her funeral. But the odds that we both saw exactly the same hallucination are incredibly slim, which makes me wonder.

I don't believe in ghosts (which seems like rather arbitrary skepticism considering I have spent the past twenty years with the constant shadow of the Slender Man hanging over my head) but it seems right now that this has to be more than coincidence.

I really need a coffee.

Not much has happened.

Thank goodness, my life is slowly getting back to normal it seems...H notwithstanding. Maybe they've all gotten bored of me...H is the one running all over the world, he'd probably have a better bet at figuring out what the zombie powder is all about.

Maybe its time I try and get out of this.

I dunno, me and Harry are going out to eat since he's leaving pretty soon. A bit nippy out, but its not too bad.

I'll ask Harry about it when we get back.
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JZ

Harry is here.

Seems to be settling in fairly well. I can't say he enjoyed the punch I gave him for vanishing off the fucking face of the earth...

And I can't say he enjoyed the hug afterwards all that much either. Guess he's not so touchy-feely.

Though he seems to be feeling better since he got here, and I have to say I'm feeling better with him here. Can't really explain it, all I know is that its comforting knowing that there's someone here know knows what kind of shit we're in.

We're working on the code, I'm going to copy/paste it here again. Sorry about the mispelling in 'Xenophobic'.

Terror ever to revere obvious damning oblivious treacherous operator xenophobic intimidating nuances powerful official wonder destruction evermore rending

If anybody has any ideas....I feel like a complete fucking idiot, and I can't help but think its supposed to be right in front of my face....but I just can't see it.

Harry is alive.

Holy fucking crap. H is alive.

I had never in my wildest dreams...thought he was still alive. I thought he just dropped off the face of the earth because he was dead...

I mean, I had hoped...but I never really put any thought on what to do if he *was* alive.

Oh yeah, I finally did get something from my contact in New Orleans. A single message of complete and utter gibberish. I've taken the liberty of stripping out the only readable text there and copying it here.

Terror ever to revere obvious damning oblivious treacherous operator xenphobic intimidating nuances powerful official wonder destruction evermore rending

Those are the only words that were in the file I was sent that weren't simply random symbols. Didn't even form any kind of Ascii symbol. I don't know what happened, either my contact likes playing mind games, or he's trying to get a message to me without anyone else knowing.

I've been checking the laptop every so often...I can't stop getting this feeling that its supposed to be for something more than simply a reminder that they love to fuck around with digital stuff.

Lo and behold, the background had changed to this. http://imgur.com/1wMNk

Fun stuff. I transferred the image to a flashdrive, checked it for any viruses or anything and copied it. The laptop apparently at one point had Wi-fi, but its not working...might have something to do with the rather messy looking scorch mark where the wi-fi connecter should be.

Still here. Still kicking.

Got some news, for once. Don't think its good news...but its news.

Girl here is undergoing a few weirdass things...

http://ariadne-timetowakeup.blogspot.com/

Its happening again....she's in New Zealand...maybe she can find H...maybe H will find her...if Harry is even still alive.

I hope he is...

Well the voodoo thing hasn't panned out yet.

However apparently I have been added to the 'Slenderp spam list', I've been getting damn near unending messages, talking about how we're all damned and the only chance of survival is joining them.

my contact with the Voodoo connection seems to have just dropped off the face of the earth. I managed to hunt down what I think his number is, but he never picked up.

Starting to worry about this... Though I'm not sure if this is completely bad news, or good news....Good news in that if this is something that has potential, they would move to stifle it...and bad news in that apparently this isn't very common knowledge. If they are moving to stifle all this, it wouldn't be too hard to do so.

Got a line on the 'voodoo' thing.

I left a few messages here and there at supposed voodoo hotspots. Someone mailed me just now, asking why I seek such 'power'.

I replied that it was in regards to a being commonly referred to as the Slender Man.

Haven't received a response yet, I will transcribe it when I do.

Cross your fingers, maybe this will help.