I've calmed down

Really, I have.

I talked with Diane a bit about Paul this morning. Really, there was nothing I could have done before and there is nothing I can do now. Who I should really be mad at is the fucking doctors that let him slip out.

... How is that even possible? Are they THAT FUCKING STUPID that they would let a goddamn mental patient walk out of their clinic?

Paul isn't Michael Myers, this isn't a fucking slasher film. What happened should not have happened. It was some mighty fine incompetence on the doctors' part.

His family is of course, not happy either. They think I had something to do with it, or something. Fuck them.

As for the phone call I mentioned. It was a few days ago, I answered the phone and some dipshit who couldn't help but whisper was asking for Shannon. I assumed it was Brandon. I told him she wasn't home at the time, as she had gone out with Diane.

And what did he say? "Good, you're home alone. I'll be right over."

Then he fucking hung up.

Thankfully, no one showed up that night.

I don't even know if that WAS Brandon, I feel no need to contact the guy and obviously Shannon didn't think much of it. It was just really stupid and it annoyed the FUCK out of me because I started thinking that Shannon was the one behind it. If it was a Halloween joke, the guy COULD have said something more creepy, like, "I'm coming over to cut you up."

... Or something like that.

God, disappearing friends who just happened to have gone insane and mysterious phone calls. This really is a fucking slasher film.

I'm sorry

I'm so sorry.

My life has been hell the last two weeks. I know I said I would talk about Paul, but he... FUCK.

SHANNON ABSOLUTELY FUCKING REFUSES TO TALK ABOUT ANY OF THIS. I DON'T KNOW WTF HAPPENED TO HER BUT SHE HAS NOT LET ME SAY ONE WORD ABOUT PAUL, ONE WORD ABOUT SHILOH, OR ONE WORD ABOUT THIS FUCKING BLOG.

Paul went missing on the 12th. No I don't fucking know what happened, no one has any goddamn idea. I got a phone message the other day. From SOMEONE WHO WANTED TO FUCK WITH ME.

I have been sleeping less and less. I'm fucking out of my mind. Diane... Oh fuck, Diane has been so nice lately. At least I can talk to her about Paul...

I have considered contacting Shiloh a bit more. There must be a reason Shannon isn't speaking with him. There must be a reason Paul disappeared.

I guess he was just as insane as the doctors insisted. THE INCIDENT WAS SO FUCKED.

PAUL WAS SO INVESTED IN THAT FUCKING SLENDERMAN DUDE THAT HE THOUGHT HE WAS BEING STALKED BY HIM. HE WOULD CONSTANTLY CALL ME TO TELL ME HOW SCARED HE WAS.

I tried to tell him nothing was wrong, that he was imagining things. He REALLY WAS imagining things.

This is so fucking stupid, the guy carved that fucking X symbol into his skin. HIS SKIN. I DON'T KNOW WHY BUT HE FUCKING GOT AMNESIA. DO YOU KNOW HOW CLICHE THAT IS. I THOUGHT HE WAS FAKING OR SOME SHIT.

I was one of the few people he could remember. That's why I was allowed so many visits.

Now he's gone and Shannon only spends time with her new boyfriend now.

Can we please cut the drama? I just want to enjoy my fucking Halloween.

Answer

Shannon finally told me why she hasn't been on.

"I had a nightmare."

Not wtf does that mean? I tried getting her to explain but she blew me off, saying I should be happy. Before I would be but... Now I want her to post here.

Jesus effing Christ.

Anyways, this guy she met, Brandon, he's alright. He seems nice enough, he's hung out with her a couple of times and she says he's really comfortable to be around... Well, I suppose I'm fine with them dating, it is likely they will begin to. Shannon deserves someone fun to be with.

As for me? With Shannon gone a couple of nights, me and Diane have actually sat down and talked. She's not so bad when you get her on a topic you enjoy as well. I've also been busy visiting Paul and stuff. He's doing okay, I can tell he seems a bit off, but it's very minimal. I wish I knew the exact reason the doctors were so worried about keeping him there. He has not mentioned the stuff before even once, I don't think.

I am confident his memory loss will be cured eventually. Best to hope.

... I've got another visit tomorrow, we'll see how that goes.

Umm

Okay, what do I talk about?

Today, early this morning, Danny and I went to see his friend Paul at the clinic.

Danny was real cheerful, moreso than usual, I'd say that bodes well for his friend, who seemed really nice after I introduced myself to him.

I was expecting Paul to be a bit strange from what I had heard, but he turned out to be really really normal. He and Danny sat and talked about sports and movies. I was expecting the conversation to be a bit deeper.

From the visit alone, I got no impression Paul was under stress or trauma from any sort of accident.

I suppose that's a good thing? I'm no doctor, that's for sure.

Anyways, back to slenderblogs for a moment, I'm a bit disappointed that "Dreams in Darkness" ended the way it did. It's sad, yes, but it also strikes a bit of a blow to the realism of some of the other blogs. Not that they are terribly realistic anyway, just...

I suppose we could pretend everyone behind an ARG is insane, for the lulz. :P

Danny has Finally Moved Back In

Heeey!

Sorry for not posting the last few days, as I have said, Diane was sick (but she is feeling better) AAAAAANNNNNND Danny was keeping me busy moving his stuff in! So, as of now, Danny is officially living back with us!

He's been pretty busy himself between moving and visiting his friend.

Umm... I guess I'll mention his friend is someone who I barely know. His name's Paul and Danny met him at work or something. Apparently they got along well!

Paul was recently in the hospital over an accident and is now in rehabilitation over it (So you can imagine the severity of the hospitalization). Paul has been allowed visitors the last few days, so...

I plan on going with Danny Sunday to see him. I've only met him once, so it should be interesting.

Anyways, ciao for now!