So you survived, and? What's next? What can you possibly do?

It's just you against all of us and last time I checked, you're just one person, who's physical state is below average. Anybody could easily snap you like a twig.

Now, I don't know how you pulled off the Timberwolf bar massacre, but then again, it's Timberwolves, they were never that smart, I'm sure you used one of your "brilliant" strategies, or whatever.

I figured that trying to reason with you is just a waste of time and while it saddens me to see you try so hard to avenge Alesa's death, just admit that you can't do jack shit, do yourself a favour and use that sword on your own neck.

As for the proxy organisation fallen apart, part. Yeah, true, however, we're not the only ones suffering from that, many other organisations are experiencing the same shit, hell, they are having it worse than us. At least we still have the whole city in our pockets, so yeah.

Face it man, if we don't get to you first, Slendy will, from what you told us, he seems to be already hunting your ass.

Just disappear into obscurity, why don't ya?

The Big Man

Slenderman himself is standing outside my window right now. Never liked him, I hate things I can't understand, not that I'm scared, feeling of fear drops when you've had a near death experience. I used to be afraid of him though, the thing always sent a chill up my spine, as I said, I hate things I don't understand.

But whatever, he can stand there all he fucking wants, I don't care. I'm too busy right now, with what? Hunting that shit-face down, they took him somewhere, don't know where, gave him a good cover up. But he didn't leave town, nah, too much hassle to leave town because of a kid like me, I'm not really a threat, am I, Claude?

Funny thing is, the Proxy groups have been like ants these past couple of months. The organizations are falling apart from what I hear, too many psychopaths attacking and killing heavy hitters in the organizations. Which means that the "Higher Ups" are slowly falling apart.

And once they're on the ground, I'm not going to miss the opportunity to snatch them up. I already know who's behind all of this anyway, I wasn't just sucking up my shitty wounds, I was researching.

I think I actually snapped a little bit, mentally. Can't see anything but me, slitting Claude's throat with my sword, when I'm awake, when I'm asleep, same image.

Wonder how it'll feel, probably really good.

Cunts, bunch of fucking cunts.

Wanting me to tell them my secrets, beating the shit out of me, shooting three bullets into me, dumping me in the alleyways, did you think I'd just die?

I mean, granted, it took me a while to suck up my wounds, but, fuck you, I'm back.

Claude, your ass goes first.

Next up are the boys in gray, the ones who pulled the trigger.

And then, the "Higher Ups" themselves.

I made a mistake, my bad, I promise, from now on, no more mistakes. One is enough for me, thank you very much.

Did I forget to say anything else?

Oh yeah, fuck you Claude.

Idiot

He kidnapped her, a friend of mine I told you about in the previous posts.

He kidnapped her because he wanted me to show up and fight him one on one, what a fucking idiot...

For someone who is supposed to be smart, he sure as hell made a stupid mistake, apparently he didn't take into account that we had snipers surrounding the building for when I showed up.

But no worries, we didn't kill him, only shot him in the shoulder.

Currently he is tied up, being interrogated by the agents of the higher ups, they want to know how he was able to murder an entire bar of TimberWolves on his own, he's not telling.

All we hear in response is just him spewing insults and curses, nothing new.

I bet, once they get out what they want from him, they'll probably kill him, so I guess this blog is as good as over with.

Expectance

You didn't expect that I would find your new hideout.

You didn't expect that I would be able to go through the guards that you've been assigned.

You didn't expect that I would be able to hack into your computer.

You didn't expect that I would steal your camera and not wait for you, in order to slit your God Damn throat.

You didn't expect to see that little video message.

You didn't expect that I would track you precious friend down and kidnap her.

That's 6 mistakes on your part. You know what the deal is, one on one, otherwise she dies, trust me, I'm not above steeping to the same lows you did.

Waiting.

Nice Try

Trying to shut down this blog? Nah buddy, ain't happening, you don't have the access to that sort of shit. I'd shut it down, but I have no other means of contact with you, I want you to see I'm coming, I want you to know that I'm approaching. I'm not even going to address your pathetic post, actually no, I will, that last bit where you threaten me back by saying that they are looking for me.

Good one, remember the claw marks in my room? The broken iron grating on the windows? The piles of dead TimberWolf bodies in that bar? You never stopped to think and connect the dots did you? That's your problem, you overlook a lot of things these days, what happened? Guilt eating you up? Too bad, it sure as hell ain't going to help you.

I don't care if you shift or share the blame, all I care about is tracking down every single fucker who is responsible for her death and that doesn't mean only you, it also means those boys who carried out the deed and then the big cheese himself.

Sadly for you, the body count begins with you, so you better prepare, cause I just made my move.

And I'll keep making those moves.

I'm Sorry

Malik, I know you're not going to accept this apology, God knows I don't deserve to be forgiven, but at least let me explain and understand from my perspective.

If I could, I would have prevented the moment when she was taken away from us, if I had that choice, I would have taken it. For fuck's sake, you guys felt like my family, a feeling I didn't have for a very long time.

I tried to prevent this from happening, but after your little Gramophone fiasco and after Alesa voiced her clear dislike and disgust for our organization. They wanted to remove her, in order for you to finally be convinced to work for them, it was their plans, their schemes and I had to make a choice. Either I sacrifice one friend for the life of the other, or they kill both of you.

So yeah, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for constantly being caught up between those choices which are out of my control. I'm sorry for you having a stick up your ass on working for them. I'm sorry your actions made Alesana write that post which ultimately brought her demise.

I'm sorry to Alesana...

You know who I'm not sorry to? You, Malik. Who the fuck are you, to blame me for everything? You're just as much to blame for this as I am, since it was your loud mouth, your actions that brought this upon her, upon me!

Oh no, let's blame Claude, like we always do, right? I thought that this moment would at least make you grow up a little, but no, I was wrong, you still have that childish mentality, you still think that you are always correct, you still think that you are the voice of the voiceless?

You know what, fuck you! You threaten me? Well, right back at you buddy.

I hope you know that they are hunting you down and once they do, I doubt they will settle for only the skin this time.

Have a fun life.