I'm gonna apologize ahead of time for the lack of sseriousness in this post, I'm not in a wonderful mood.
So, my old PC took a shit, hence the lack of update and pictures. There was some video I intended to post on my channel, but that's gone now.
Long story short:
For a whopping two days, I was the only one in the house. Nobody said anything about leaving, I never heard any cars. Took my camera to look around, found a red velvet drawstring bag on the porch with a bunch of assorted stones in it. The footage of it was all borked as well, cutting out in a few places, etc. I didn't sleep much that night.
Second day, nothing special happened. That night, though, I saw him. In the house.
Yeah, you know the 'Him' I'm talking about. That skinny bastard. At first I thought it was some random creeper or something, but once he got to his full height, holy shit man. A combination of fear and me being a lazy arse prevented me from moving or doing anything as he just kinda...stood there. The whole time there was this constant ringing sound in my ears and what sounded like backwards music or some shit. I finally managed to get my legs working and I bolted like a Kenyan to my room, blocked the door off with everything I could. Of course I forgot about the window, and sure enough there he was. Before I can grab my camera, I get this terrible pain in the back of my head like somebody conked me with a baseball bat, black out. Wake up, blood on floor, morning time, someone's banging on my door. Turns out, everyone's home and they've no idea what I was talking about when I mentioned the 2-day gap. Then OH LOOK MY GODAMN COMPUTER NO LONGER FUNCTIONS. HOW GRAND.
And of course, skinny bastard nowhere to be found. Great.
[DANIEL]
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