Journal Entry #13 - Ransacked!

February 5th, 2013 - 8:13 Am

Here's today's corresponding post from Something Sinister:

Today I went to the library and read. I found a fantasy book the name of which I cannot recall. It was one of those novels that is so tension packed that you couldn’t tear your eyes of the page for anything. Every page I read got better and better. And then the hero did the stupidest thing ever. He actually let the villain get away on purpose, claiming that “it would have been too boring to kill him,” I couldn’t believe that the author- a brilliant suspense writer- could do such a thing.

Feeling disgusted with the ending, I put the book on one of those “to be reshelved” carts. I turned to leave the library and wondered if that book was like one of those movies that I heard public high school students talk about the endings of which, “… made them angry!”-

As I thought about this I tripped over something just outside the libraries doors. I went to stand up and looked for what I had tripped over… Tabi? I didn’t know whether to be glad that I would have some company walking home; or to be upset that he had actually found a way to escape and had followed me all the way there.  I can only say this: in that moment I felt an abnormally strong ambivalence toward that cat.

When I arrived at home I perceived that my sister was bellowing for me. Very simply I answered her back, whilst I walked into the living room; but she wasn’t there. “Where are you?” I called. She answered me by tromping down the stairs.

“If mom sees your room like that, she is going to kill you.” she said, gliding over to the couch with her book. I hurried up stairs to see what in the world she was talking about.

As near as I can figure, my room was ransacked. Everything was out of place including my bed the mattresses of which were somehow in my closet. The only thing that hadn’t been touched was my desk and on it was a note that, in very poor handwriting said:

“Stay out of it!”

I had no idea what that was supposed to mean. For the next hour and forty five minutes, I worked furiously to put my room back together. I asked Cat if she knew where the note came from, but she just shook her head. 

POSTED BY EDWARD STRAUSEN 

I'll tell you right now, it wasn't me! But I will say this:

I'm going to Ottawa County. Things are getting a bit violent if you ask me. Plus, dots are connecting.

The ransacking, the missing dog, Kayle's disappearance, the woods... it's all connected somehow. I'm not sure how exactly, but I know that it's not all just mere coincidence.

Evidently, Cat, Edward's sister, is absolutely clueless. Almost stupidly clueless. If she knew her brother well, she would know that Edward never makes messes like that in his room, and neither do most civilized people.

On another note, the cat has returned. Whoever or whatever took the dog obviously is not a cat person.

Hey, that means Edward's sister isn't in any danger. She'd probably sock the kidnapper to the floor anyhow.

 

See you in Michigan...

Inspector Kornelson