First, Chester's gone.
Again.
he left a note this time. None of this fucking around on my blog. He even used capitals and punctuation and everything.
"Genevieve-
It's probably not safe for me to be around anymore. I've called Mr Irving and resigned, I'm renting out my house, I'm just going to keep moving. Keep safe. I've been reading up and it looks like something major is happening on the Solstice. Whenever that is. People are taking up titles and getting more aggressive, there are some people who appear to be active agents of Slender man.
Maybe I'm one of them, waiting to wake up? That may not be the case but it's better safe than sorry. Better to run, now, and wait until at least the Solstice. Maybe then there'll be a resolution to all this.
Can you tell Leah that a family emergency came up and I'm sorry I can't take her out for dinner on friday? I owe her for preventing Max from mauling me that one time.
If you go crazy and start writing SEES ME all over the walls, remember this- you have 20/20 vision, you're observant. He won't see you, because you'll see him first. You are the Sentinel.
--Chester."
1) He wrote all of that out by hand. It was nearly illegible.
2) Oh fuck.
3) Chester was a drama student. You can tell, can't you? He's got a healthy sense of drama, that one. The Sentinel? You're a funny one, Chester. I'll watch. I'll wait. I'll try my best to see him coming, Chess.
Looks like the bloggers are all up in arms. I don't blame them, not at all. Sometimes I want to run into a Proxy just so I can make a spirited attempt at bashing their head in with the cricket bat currently located next to me. I've been passive for too long. Lionel and Kaylee were nice people, Chester's a nice guy. It got personal for me a long time ago.
I can't let Slendy steal all that I have left.
-- Genevieve (Sentinel)
Give him hell, Genevieve. But don't put yourself in too much danger.
ReplyDeleteI'm not going to go out and start proxyhunting, don't worry. I don't even know if there are any in New Zealand, let alone Auckland. But if any turn up at my door I will introduce my friend Mr Cricket Bat to their faces.
ReplyDeleteGlad to see I'm not the only one who thought that a Cricket Bat would make a kickass weapon (the Americans made fun of me...)
ReplyDeleteIn New Zealand you need a license to own a gun and I don't have one, so the only weapons I have are kitchen implements, several books of both an educational and entertaining nature, and said cricket bat.
ReplyDeleteI was in a social cricket team when I was in high school. The only bit I was good at was the hitting stuff.
I would recommend a crowbar as well. If nothing else, you can use it to pry open doors/crates/what-have-you, as well as having three methods of attack: stab with the long, straight end, use the curved end to break a bone, or stab through the skull with the hook.
ReplyDeleteUnfortunately I don't have the means to get ahold of a crowbar and as far as I'm concerned I'd rather leave any proxies I run into alive. The last thing I need is jail time.
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