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]
Monday, April 25, 2011
Friday, April 22, 2011
Apologies
Sorry about the lack of updates recently. Lots of cleaning around the house this past week, been really hectic. There's some stuff that's developed this week as well but I'm debating on posting it.
[DANIEL]
[DANIEL]
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Someone's been in my house.
So I got up this morning, looked around for that card. Didn't find it so I went outside to clean up the yard and help with our yard sale today. I just got in about two minutes ago and saw this, on the wall above my computer.
I don't want to play games, Mr. "Oh-let's-leave-Daniel-Some-Stupid-Fucking-Messages" card guy. And that razor blade left a hell of a nick in my wall.
Seriously though, this is concerning. The blade itself is really rusted and the only one we have in the house is in our medical supplies, and it's all cleaned and shit. My room is always locked when I'm not in it as well and you've got to make a crapton of noise to force it open.
Whelp.
[DANIEL]
I don't want to play games, Mr. "Oh-let's-leave-Daniel-Some-Stupid-Fucking-Messages" card guy. And that razor blade left a hell of a nick in my wall.
Seriously though, this is concerning. The blade itself is really rusted and the only one we have in the house is in our medical supplies, and it's all cleaned and shit. My room is always locked when I'm not in it as well and you've got to make a crapton of noise to force it open.
Whelp.
[DANIEL]
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Another update
So, I've got two things I wanna talk about:
First, our shop is seriously borked. The air compressor thing out there decided to randomly turn on about five minutes ago, so I went out to shut it off. Stumbled around in the dark, hit the light switch. The lights stayed on for about half a second before they all decided to go out at once. Finally managed to shut the compressor off in the dark after tripping on my face more than a few times.
Second, I talked to a friend (Jake) regarding the purple folder I got. He seemed rather interested in it, and was intrigued by the two drawings in it. He said the poem and the drawings seemed to fit stories of what boils down to a really tall guy in a suit with no face. Now I'm not superstitious or anything but I'm not naming him in case it's some Voldemort shit where you say his name and everything goes to hell in an instant. Not that I believe in cosmic pedophiles with tentacles, mind you, but it's an interesting theory.
[DANIEL]
First, our shop is seriously borked. The air compressor thing out there decided to randomly turn on about five minutes ago, so I went out to shut it off. Stumbled around in the dark, hit the light switch. The lights stayed on for about half a second before they all decided to go out at once. Finally managed to shut the compressor off in the dark after tripping on my face more than a few times.
Second, I talked to a friend (Jake) regarding the purple folder I got. He seemed rather interested in it, and was intrigued by the two drawings in it. He said the poem and the drawings seemed to fit stories of what boils down to a really tall guy in a suit with no face. Now I'm not superstitious or anything but I'm not naming him in case it's some Voldemort shit where you say his name and everything goes to hell in an instant. Not that I believe in cosmic pedophiles with tentacles, mind you, but it's an interesting theory.
[DANIEL]
I'm a dumbass
Whoopsies. In that opening video I accidentally turned two pages at a time and skipped this one. It's just before the torn page.So yeah, thought I should mention that. (You can actually see the ink through the back of this page in the video)
Now, there's something else rather concerning. I had that Ace of Hearts inside the cover of this folder, on my bookshelf, and it's not there anymore. My sister's been at a friends house since yesterday and my parents know not to come in my room. I looked all over and I still can't find it.
[DANIEL]
Now, there's something else rather concerning. I had that Ace of Hearts inside the cover of this folder, on my bookshelf, and it's not there anymore. My sister's been at a friends house since yesterday and my parents know not to come in my room. I looked all over and I still can't find it.
[DANIEL]
Friday, April 15, 2011
Whoohoo!
Today's been really loud. FPNL, our power company, is cutting up the woods around our house to clear space around the power lines for safetty reasons or something. They couldn't make more noise with this godamn wood chipper if they tried. As they were cutting further by the creek though, the crane thing they've got their guy in shut off like five times out of nowhere and the wood chipper decided to stop chipping wood a couple times as well. This is what we get when we've got some $700 billion going to war efforts while everything else is getting cut.
[DANIEL]
[DANIEL]
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Minor update
Just a thought I had on that folder. Considering some of the writing, I'm starting to think a couple of the comments "we will not be so kind as to let you die'" etc. might have been directed at someone else when this was written. Could also just be scare tactics and I really shouldn't be putting too much thought into this, but still. Couple things in there just don't really make sense in context.
[DANIEL]
[DANIEL]
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