Can't sleep

I couldn't sleep at all last night. Only makes sense I suppose. I had random bouts of insomnia before this whole thing started. I'm sure that with everything going on it will only get worse. Anyway, I'm sorry if I worried you all. I figured it would be best to lay low for a while. You understand I'm sure.

To be honest, I was going to try and phase myself out of all this. I figure I pose almost no threat anymore. I can't run anymore. Honestly, I'm one of the more useless among us. I'm amazed I made it as long as I have. Anyway, posting here was something of a last resort for me. I figured if Stormy saw I was alive and kicking she might try and seek me out. Thus far no such luck. I'm going to try to be a little more aggressive.

So, this is where I make my proverbial stand. I'll be waiting. You know where to find me.

And somehow I come crawling back.

Hey all. I'm back. Good to hear isn't it? I suppose you all deserve an explanation. I owe you all that much.

Well, remember when I said I would stick by Stormy to the end? She had other ideas about what that meant. Namely that the end would involve my death. I'll give her this, she did a number on me. It's blind luck alone that I didn't bleed out on the floor of the shitty motel room we had been staying in. Honestly, I'm not entirely sure what happened. She got me while my back was turned. I suppose I should have seen that one coming, what with all the creepy tweets and stuff.

Now don't ya'll worry about me. I woke up in the hospital a few days after the incident. That was fun. I couldn't give them my real name for fear of them alerting my family. I don't want them to get involved in this if they don't have to be. Speaking of people I dragged into this, anyone heard from Riv lately? Anywho. I'm pretty sure the hospital people thought I was a prostitute or something. They can think what they want. It doesn't bother me at all. Ok, yes it does. It really, really does. But what can I do about it? Nothing. Damn.

So, I just want to be really fucking sure you guys understand this. I am not a prostitute. Are we all clear on this? Good.

Anywho, I was really stupid for a while. I thought, since the enemy thought I was dead I could just chill out for a little while. No need to get running straight away. As I said, that was stupid. There weren't any overt attacks, but I did start getting gifts. Azaleas to be exact. Now, there aren't many people who know that azaleas are my favorite. Back home just about everyone has an azalea bush outside their house. It's just the way it is, you know? I still don't know who was sending them, or why. I rolled on out of there quick as I could.

Now I'm holed up somewhere. I can't exactly tell you guys where. You understand I'm sure. Just know I'm alive, and more or less intact.

As for Stormy, I'm still looking for her. I'm beginning to lose hope on ever finding her. I don't know which direction she headed out in, and she had a pretty huge headstart on me. I'm not even sure if she's still alive anymore.

Vow

Hey guys! Remember when I had even the slightest idea of what was going on? Me too. Good fucking times. For now, allow me to ignore all the nonsense going on with the other bloggers, I'm most worried about Stormy. At times she's Stormy. The girl we've come to know, and have at least some affection for. At other times, I don't know. The way she looks at me, it scares me. There's just this vitriol that wasn't there before. And with tweets like this

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And this

@Echoofmyself wont let you be Chosen cant let you only one only one

I'm honestly afraid. For her, but mostly for myself. I hate being that kind of person, but the instinct of self preservation is a strong one. I don't know what to do. Even so, even if whatever this thing is that's causing her to do these things hates me as I suspect, I won't abandon her. I may not be able to do anything to help, but I can at least stay with her.

Everything seems to be just going to hell

And not like it's just kinda heading south, I mean driving eighty down the highway to hell with the roof down flipping off everyone headed in the opposite direction. Why don't we ever get breaks anymore? Remember when there would be lulls in the whole "everything going to shit" thing? I think this is a bad sign. Maybe things are going to be coming to a close soon. If that's the case, I don't think we're going to win.

Anyway, Stormy seems to be doing better. That's good. I dunno. She said she's feeling better, but then she puts creepy posts up on her twitter. I try to make it amusing for myself, but I'm seriously creeped out. This could be the paranoia talking, but I don't think whatever's making her do these things likes me very much. Oh, and Riv posted something weird again. I don't even care enough to try and crack that one. I'm just very tired.

Let's just hope things start looking up soon.

Suppose I should say something...

Sure you guys have seen Stormy's post. I don't know what to tell you guys. I've been trying to collect my thoughts on the matter for days now. There's just nothing I can say. I'm doing what I can to keep her safe, but that's all I can do.

There's nothing I can do for her. I'm sorry.

Stormy

I'm sure most of you have already seen her post. Maybe some of you are wondering about what I think. I'm concerned. Not fretting, but concerned. We can't afford for her to be such a snoozy mcsleepyhead.

Normally, it wouldn't matter. Well, as normal as it gets for people like us, I suppose. But today was different. I decided to take another trip to the store. It should have been a simple supply run. Should have been being the operative words. I ran into some trouble on my way back. Nothing serious, just the sort of trouble that made us have to leave in the right that second sense.

In other words I made a new friend. Or rather, I've become aware of us. I think it's been following us for a while now. I figure if we move quickly we can shake our new buddy. Wish us luck.

INTERNET! WHY HAVE YOU BETRAYED ME?

I hate it when this happens! You're just goin along, mindin your own business, typing up the longest wall of text thing you've ever written. And then you try to submit it, and the internet says, "NO!" and it's all gone. That wonderful, beautiful thing that took you like three hours to write.

Yeah, fuck you too internet.

Additionally, Woolooloo! Woolooloo! ALL HAIL! KING OF THE LOSERS! WOOLOOLOO!

I miss that game. I was never very good, but I had fun.

WOOLOOLOO!

Hey, hey guys.

It's Friday. Do you know what that means? It means that

Ahahaha. I've been waiting all week for that. Thought we could all use the laugh.

Yeah, sorry. I can't sleep and I'm bored. Still, we could use the laugh. I know I needed it.

I'm bored. The highlight of the last few days has been when my nose randomly sprung a leak this afternoon. I have thus far, been unsuccessful in convincing Stormy that it is moving time. I'm pretty sure if I don't get out of this stupid room soon I'm going to pull a Jack Torrence. Shame on any of you who don't get that joke. Shame! Alright, all kidding aside, I actually do need to go stretch my legs for a bit. Stormy is sleeping, but I'm sure she won't die if I run out for a whole ten minutes.

Swear to [insert applicable deity] if I come back to Stormy's corpse I will be quite put out.

Restless

It's this feeling that's been growing for a while now. I can feel it in my very bones now. Since I decided to huddle in a motel room with Stormy it's only gotten worse. Since the talk with Ryuu yesterday, well we've been concerned. For obvious reasons of course. I mean, well if you've seen her post I'm sure you know why. Leaving her on her own right now just seems like a bad idea.

Just need to get up and do something. Anything really. She's sleeping again. Honestly, how can anyone sleep so much? She reminds me of my mom back when her depression was real bad. Heh. Once it was just my younger sister and I, and we didn't have any food. My mom was sleeping, so we stole her pack of gum and ate it. Is it bad that I'm looking back on the days where the choice between electricity and food was an actual concern fondly?

They were much simpler back then. None of this hiding in a random motel in some random city waiting for whatever is coming next.

I'm also a bit worried about Sammie. I know it's probably nothing, but it would really suck if something happened to her. And Riv. Haven't heard from Riv in a while. She'd best be ok as well.

Oh well. Not much we can do about it right now, is there?