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.