There are no words.

Nessa is "back", or at least the person who's hacked her account says she is.

Jeff's been captured and his account partially taken over and is fighting the proxy in his account as I write this.

Do you think they'll go away if we give them $20? (whapped for awful attempt at humour)

Are they going to keep stealing and stealing until we have nothing left?

No.

They can't. We can't let them.

My name is Genevieve Sullivan. Vieve, Vivi, Vivi, Vi, Vivinator, et al. for short. I'm 163cm, auburn-haired, fair, grey-eyed. I was born in Rotorua, currently reside in Auckland. I like going to work, my family, reading, watching the television, especially documentaries and comedy, and music of pretty much any genre except screamo and most hip-hop/rap. I own a cat, a one-year old longhaired calico named Cassy.

You cannot take this from me.

Keep calm and carry on, everyone.

--Vivi

Well. That was really, really not fun.

It was a Proxy. I got fed up with waiting and opened the door, cricket bat in hand, and this kid of about 16 or 17 lunges at me. It was pretty creepy, actually- his face was totally frozen, the only thing that moved was his eyes when they blinked. And he didn't look all over the place like a normal person would, he just stared straight at me the entire time.

I'm lucky the lady from 7B didn't come to see what the heck was going on. She's deaf as a post in her right ear, thank god. Makes communicating with her a pain but saved my ass, she's a bit loony.

I managed to stop him from pushing into the apartment. Shut the door behind me, made sure I had my cricket bat and then ran like hell was at my heels. I led him to an alley a block away and made a spirited attempt at bashing his face in. Didn't work, but I got him unconscious. He had a broken bottle, of all things. He didn't do anything serious with it. I've got a few bruises and cuts but nothing that won't heal up within a week.

Lesson of the day, boys and girls: If you're home, put the chain on your door if you have one. If you aren't, set your alarm.

I now have an MSN if you need to contact me.

vieve_veritas@hotmail.co.nz

Someone's at the door.

And if they were friendly they would have knocked instead of just standing outside the door. I keep hearing rattling/clicking from the lock. I think they're trying to pick it. Whoever it is, Cassy doesn't like them at all because she's staring at the door with her fur all fluffed up.

Fuck. I should have put the chain over the door.

If you don't hear from me within five hours, consider me dead or a proxy.

WE WILL BE PASSIVE NO MORE

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)

im sorry vieve

you leave your notebook with your passwords in it lying around it wasn't hard to get into your account

i should really punctuate this youll be mad because it has no commas no full stops nothing else not even any capitals but i have to make this fast

i didn't tell you on thursday he was looking straight at me he could see me he knew i was there

you told me he can't comprehend a human taller than him but he can just appear places you may be high up but he'll find me he'll find you you're already not safe but he's after me you could get in the way you know what he does to people who get in his way

i might tell leah, or max, or mariko or one of my relatives and i cant tell them, i cant bring mySElf to infEct them too whY shOUld i stick around when i could get hallowed out or whatever its called.

vieve

im running vieve just like you told me to

the letters the capital letters they spell out see you

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