Friday, May 20, 2011

Another short absence

I was trying to find a tape player that still works, and then a way to get the recording onto my computer. I ended up having to pay a guy to do it. I did a little looking into it, and it seems that this came from a somewhat-local psychiatric institution in Crownsville, MD.

It's... probably best you listen for yourself:

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Whoah, man.

Sorry about the extended silence, the police have been giving me shit about that box in Grandpa's attic. This one guy, Inspector Calston or something, his eyes didn't look right. Almost kind of like how an animal's eyes shine in the moonlight. Like a cat's. And he only seems to work the graveyard shift.

Good news, though, I got a lead on Adam! An anonymous tipper told me he saw a kind like that walking with someone dressed like a friar later that same year, so my search continues!

Monday, May 2, 2011

This is probably a really bad idea

But I've begun reading the blogs of the people that follow me. A rabbit mask, someone calling themselves Iscasomethin' Archangel, a drunk girl talking about a Gentleman?

What the hell's going on, guys? Is this just some sort of group in-joke, a horror writing club that found my blog and wants to incorporate it into their... game, I guess?

I don't have any kids for today, my house was broken into and the box is missing. I can't tell the police about it, because I get the feeling a lot of that stuff wasn't supposed to be in Grandad's attic.