Absence

That was a long run. I ain't done yet, though.
Oh my children, we have only begun.

I'm sorry about that long little absence of mine. I've been all over the place, had to leave for a bit. But because you all seem to be so ignorant as to what is really going on here, how about I give you a little lesson?

What you currently exist on is the Gameboard. Some of you thrive on your own sections of the Gameboard, I am currently on a very old section. Many of the pieces have died and withered away, some with their purposes crushed before they even had a chance to do what they were meant to. Shame.

You could think of it like a game of chess. The only difference is that the board is bigger and more incomprehensible than you could imagine, and there are multiple games going on at once. That "Fall Black Star" thing is the part of the board that I'm on right now. If you're reading this, then you are very likely on that part of the board, as well.

Buuuuuuuuuuuuuut, enough of that shit. I'm making my way around in good time, and I think I should cut off right now. I'll try my best to make some updates more frequently about what's going on with my progress.

Have fun children!

Finders Keepers

Found them. Both of them, I believe.

I'd forgotten how fast he was, and after those dumbass kids ran into the bathroom and got out of my way, I had to chase him down the street a few blocks, into the forest. Ultimately got him cornered in an old barn of some sorts. But right after I caught him, he vanished. I think he jumped out of a window or something.

The other one was there, too, I could feel him just lingering. Never got a glimpse, but I know he was there. The old man said he'd take care of him, but I don't think I'll allow that to happen. Once I can get 561 back on my side, we can both take care of him. Whether he's a threat or not. We'll find out.

And if he is a threat... he won't be for long. Because once the pieces come together, there won't be anything to worry about. In fact, there won't be anything at all. Because, after all, I am only a dying man.

Eenie Meenie Miny Mo

Sorry about that long delay.  I found 561.

And I found the other... thing...

Oh my god, they were both patients. I know 561 noticed me last night, but he didn't do anything. He SAW ME, but he did NOTHING.

The other one hasn't noticed me, yet. This may be a bad move, but I've got to find some way to get him to notice me. Crack the dormancy.

And I think I know just the thing...

Stay tuned!

Oops...

I guess cops don't like it when you knock them out for a few minutes.
And I don't think they like it when you kill them. Although, I'm not sure...

Anyways, I'm in Pennsylvania. So close to 561... and I can feel something else... almost as strong as him, but... I haven't a clue as to what it could be. It's giving me a headache.

Gonna hit a motel for the night. You know what they say; The body in which you inhabit does not move as quickly as you.

Well, they probably don't say that to YOU. But it sure applies to me. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll be sleeping and whatnot. Nobody try to sneak up on me unless you want the bed-post through your throat. Thank you.C:

The Road paved with Sins

What do you call a skeleton who won't get up in the morning?
Dead.

Anyways, I just got through Illinois. Needless to say I was TOTALLY WELCOMED THERE. Ah well, doesn't matter. What's theirs is theirs. I'm close to Pennsylvania. So damned close...

In fact, I can kinda feel 561 right now. The doc wasn't lying when he said I should be able to catch up to him easier.

Alright, gotta run. The checkpoint's right up ahead. I wish there was more I could add, but there isn't. Not yet.

The Doctor III

I beat the answers out of the old doctor. It didn't take much more than near-death trauma to convince him to tell me where he is. I guess it brought back memories of our escape. How he lost 3/4 of his patient wards. What a shame.

One more punch and he'd have been concussed. Thankfully, that tall, slender brute showed up to tell me show's over. I'd had my answers, and I wanted to slam his head into the desk once more, but I don't care. I can always do that another day. With the way I smacked him around, he must've aged a few months.

With the knowledge of where 561 is now, it shouldn't take me more than a few weeks to catch up to him, and I'm coming up on Illinois now. If anyone has any additions as to 561's whereabouts, feel free to let me know. If you try to lead me on a wild-goose chase... let's just say the results of that will be more than catastrophic...

And I'll know if you're lying.

With that, I will leave you for a short while. If anything note-worthy were to happen, I will update. Stay tuned, look both ways before crossing the street, and try not to get into any trouble at school.

The Doctor II

I gave the old doctor a ring last night. For your enjoyment, I got a little transcript, because... it's not much of an update if this is all I told you... D for Doctor, T for Thorn.

                                                                                                                          

-two rings-
D: Doctor Raz--
T: It's MEEEEEEEEeeeeeee.
D: I recognize that voice from somewhere...
T: Awwwh, you don't recognize the voice of your number one patient, Dr. R?
D: You...? Where have you been--
T: I'm sure you've heard about those anonymous murders on the news.
D: Lord, no... don't tell me...
T: I suggest you start talking. Where is he?
D: I don't know what you're talking about.
T: Sure you do. Patient #561?
D: How did you--
T: Long complicated process. You know, one of those murders was your assistant nurse.
D: How could you--
T: How could I? Well, let me explain... according to your documents, that is, Doctor. And according to these... I have schizophrenia, manic depression, extreme malice towards--
D: MY documents!?
T: -- other cell mates and patients, minor paranoia, and obvious discomfort with one's self.
D: How did you get my documents?
T: Your moronic assistant had them in his blood-soaked hands. Now... where is he?
D: Patient 561 is in...
T: Yes...? Go on.
D: If you want to know where he is, then you'll have to pry the answer from my cold body.
T: Don't think I won't, buddy. I'm not playing games, anymore.
D: It doesn't matter, you don't know where I am.
T: Your little friends, Mickey D and Nurse brokeneck told me everything I need.
D: No...
T: YES...
D: What are you...?
T: A dying man.







So, off to the Doc's residence we go! Uh... I'll actually be heading off to his place in a minute. I'd like to not waste time, so once I've finished with him, I'll be back to answer all of your questions! I should only take ten minutes to finish.

Now, really... don't be afraid to ask me questions. I'm a pretty interactive guy. I suppose... unless you're an idiot, then the only interaction we'll have is my knife in your chest. But really, go on and ask me anything you'd like. I get bored easily...



And everything's ready. I'll be back in a bit, kids! Behave yourselves.