Been reading more of the
Sarcastic Observer’s blog. I wasn’t going to, at first, because his interest in
me is kinda creepy, but he’s the only guy I know of who’s at my college and
seeing this shit. A lot of it, apparently. He got hit by a fucking car, even!
Not sure if I want in on this or what. But he DID say, in his recent post, that
he wants to help. So maybe he’s not just watching anymore? I guess getting damn
near arrested and hit by a car and shit like that will kind of make that
decision for you. Like me, I guess. If the Weird Shit’s not going to leave me
alone, I may as well fuck it up a bit. If he calls my cell again, I may just
answer. I don’t want to email him through his blog, yet. That’d be a bit too
reverse-stalky.
I’m thinking that there’s
more than one piece of Weird Shit going on here, though, if you look at both of
our blogs. That creepy professor I saw walking outside of the classroom was
probably that slender guy. But the moving shadows I keep seeing aren’t? And
then there’s that city that the Observer got stuck in. What the hell is THAT
all about? And that Panopticon thing. I’ve started noticing those posters up
too. So much Weird Shit. But there’s one thing that I’m still not sure of.
Which one of these killed
my roommate?
The shadows may be Nightlanders. Unless your roommate was organized to death it probably wasn't them.
ReplyDeleteAnd don't laugh at the idea of being organized to death until you've seen it yourself. Just because it's alphabetical order doesn't mean your intestines should come between your heart and your lungs. Nor should your aorta be placed above your brain.
If it was the Empty City there wouldn't have been a body and everyone would consider your roommate missing not dead.