Wednesday, January 26, 2011


All the clocks I can find have stopped. Same with my watch.

Every time I turn away from my laptop for just a second, the internal clock seems to jump ahead in time. It's getting faster now, with bigger jumps. I'm not sure if that's a bad thing or not.

Maybe it means I'm running out of time, which I don't really understand, it doesn't feel like I've been here for very long at all.

Thursday, January 20, 2011


Really now?

Well, whatever.

Remember when I said I would write down everything that happened on the trip? Well, I did that, but I forget I even did so.

I only just remembered because I found one of the pages. It was on the front lawn when I last looked out the window. It hadn't been there before, so I have no idea how it got there...

Anyways, it says "[I wrote the date for each new day I believe, but as this one has no date, I assume this is the continuation of another page] Shiloh's a pretty upbeat teen for having gone through... Whatever the hell it is he went through. It's good though, his good cheer is keeping Shannon's spirits up. It's a bit awkward to have him walk on over to the hotel we're at, but his parents probably wouldn't be too excited about him hanging out with us.

Says he's taking us to Millennium Park or something later. I'll look for tall dudes, but I doubt I'll find any."

Hahahahaha, aren't I great?

Well, if someone out there has the journal I wrote, that means they know more about what happened to us. Everything is a total blur to me, and it seems a blur to Shiloh as well. Getting the rest of these pages would be nice, wouldn't it?

I wonder, is Eyes Open behind this? It might be what he meant by trying to reach out me.

Anyway, Shiloh, dude. Are you okay? I have no idea what's up with you and obviously I am in no position to come help or anything. Stay safe, or at least try to.

Monday, January 17, 2011

Camped Out

First thing I need to say: time is fucked up around here.  Apparently it's been a day already but it sure hasn't felt like a day. The sun hasn't come back up, that's for sure.

This is so stupidly unbelievable, I can't believe I just typed that.


I was able to get out of the house with little resistance. My goal was not to meet up with Thomas but to simply explore the area. I didn't plan on returning to the house, so I wanted to find a place where I could lay low for a bit and keep an eye on things.

This is so far from NYC, how I didn't notice it before is fucking weird. This is the most generic suburban neighborhood I've ever seen. The houses look alarmingly similar, and it's pretty small. I think I drove down eight blocks before realizing I'd passed the same shit several times. It loops, and in a way that I can't tell it's doing so. The perimeter is probably about 3x3 blocks around at most, but I'm not sure, honestly.

Considering that every house appears vacant, I tried a few. A few gave me some bad vibes, so I didn't stick with them, but I eventually settled into this pleasant one. I'm down the street from "the" house. I can see the front of it from where this house is located. Her dad's car is sitting in the driveway.

I'm going to keep watching and see what happens. Hopefully Eyes Open or Tom or whatever he wishes to call himself doesn't decide to pay me a visit. He's probably not happy with me not leaving with him.

Also, it's pretty awesome that my laptop gets the internet without any sort of Wi-Fi. However, I'm learning it's very nitpicky with what sites I can access. I thought that figuring out what sites work might be a clue to something, but that seems dumb.

I'm starting to worry, even if I get Shannon out of that house, I'm not sure how we'd even go about getting out of the neighborhood.

Ah well, fuck it.

Also, Zeke, thanks for the advice. I know, the lack of snark is probably disconcerting, but that was before. I mean, look where the fuck I am now. I don't think I can afford being an asshole.

Saturday, January 15, 2011

I need help

I need some help making this decision.

I could trust Eyes Open and leave tonight. Without Shannon. He says that we could eventually get Shannon out as well if I do this.

However, I do not trust Eyes Open. I am sure anyone could see why. But I guess, if he is indeed Thomas, then maybe he's the only shot I have.

But as we realize, Shannon is acting odd. She's still SHANNON, however, so I'm not about to sit here and honestly abandon her.

There's always the chance that I can't get Shannon out in time. If she does tell her "parents", what the fuck will happen? They don't seem to be on to me yet, but... Shannon, don't do this to me. I am your best fucking friend, the least you can do is trust ME. Just leave that room and please talk to me in person! Your parents are out here baking again, which is odd because I don't think I've ever seen either of them bake shit in my life. They have JOBS yet they haven't left the house at ALL. They've been lurking around me when I'm on the computer, trying to pretend they're not and it's just weird. They'll be on to me soon at this rate.

... Should I leave now, without Shannon, or should I forget about Thomas/Eyes Open and continue trying to convince Shannon to leave with me? I think I can reach her eventually.
... I really don't know.

Friday, January 14, 2011


I'm not really sure what's going on. We're with Shannon's folks, but we're not. Or something.I didn't notice it before but something seems really off around here. Shannon doesn't believe me but I'm starting to realize...

I have met Thomas. He was the the delivery guy. He seemed a bit special to me, but I wasn't sure why.

Guys, I think the tall fucker is behind this. No, he IS behind this. FUCK

I need to get out of this house. It's not Shannon's old home. I can tell it's not.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

We made it

We're in NYC now, with Shannon's parents. Getting here was smooth and we've had a great time.

I hoped to make it before New Year's, but we just loss track of time in Chicago! Shannon has her classes next week, so...

Well, wait, I'm not sure.

Her parents said it was the 10th when we got here, which surprised us.

Oops, I'm not sure how we lost that much time, I guess the trip was just that amazing!

Shannon's told me she has little desire to go back any time soon, so I guess it doesn't really matter.