Friday, January 27, 2012


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.

Sunday, January 8, 2012


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.

Sunday, January 1, 2012

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.