Back Again (Finally)

I'm back. Not okay... but back.

Details later. Much later. When I feel less lobotomized.

Hate that thing.

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Lousy effing stupid goddamn phone

Finally found a charger. Mine died, like, a week ago. And I'm out in the middle of effing nowhere so there's no Internet cafes or anything, although the almighty Starbucks has unsecured wifi even here (wtf?). I haven't even seen a computer in a library in ages.

What, are these guys effing medieval peasants or something?!

Anyway, I'm alive yet. Sleeping in an empty shack or toolshed or something I saw a ways back since it's pouring buckets out here.

Hang on, someone's walking up to me. I'll finish this post later. Edit it or something. God I'm tired.

Off to Less Green Pastures

Well, NY is apparently not an OK place to be anymore. (Sorry for not posting, I've been in areas with little-to-no phone signal so it's been hard to upload anything.)

So I'm off to the Southwest on the advice of a friend. Been on the road for about a week now, maybe a little less. The dreams are getting both better (less of them) and worse (lasting longer) at the same time. What kind of place has black plants everywhere, anyway? Is this some mystical sign-thing or something?

Aaaanyway. I'm heading for the driest, least hospitable place I can think of, in the hopes that It won't follow me very often or very easily. Wish me luck!

North, Feel Free To Say 'I Told You So'

Yup, it's a proxy.

It ambushed me early this morning with a knife. I have a nasty gash in my shoulder, but I'm still alive for the moment, so I will tentatively count this as a victory. I lost it in a crowded area after about 45 minutes to an hour (I wasn't paying attention to the exact time) of Hide and Seek and Run and Stab. Not fun.

It wasn't wearing a mask, but it was wearing a hood pulled down over its face and closed with a drawstring. Looked like it was a dude, I think. It had a big scary kitchen knife or similar. (The thing certainly cuts flesh well enough.)

I think I will stay up a bit on watch tonight before going to sleep. If I can get the materials, I think I can throw together some simple alarms for the obvious entrances/exits of my current hiding place without too much trouble. Getting the rest of the stuff to do that, now, that might be hard...

Uh-oh.

Well, that's not good.

I heard a lot of noise from not too far away. I didn't know what caused it, but I sure as hell wasn't going to let it sneak up on me, so I grabbed a pointy object and took a look around.

And what else did I find but an Operator Symbol? Painted in a reddish-brown substance my leading theory says is blood, no less?

Craaaap. I need to sleep someplace more defended.

Okay, this is really off topic, but...

This is kind of a big deal.

Safe!...ish

Well, I'm in a better position than I was. New York is less populated by vegetation than home was, and there are plenty of places out of the wind. I'll stay here for a while, probably.

I haven't seen anything out of the ordinary, though my dreams are getting longer and more vivid. I really should look into that. I still can't recognize that person's face, either...

Something to ponder, then. As if I needed more problems.

On the Run

Well, my first full day as a Runner is over. Now I just have to keep it up long enough to get to a city that isn't full of trees. Nothing else to report- no close calls, no new information.