Journal Entry #23 - Edwards Mistake

March 20th, 2013 - 8:47 Pm

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

Today I went out, which is to say that mom kicked me out for the afternoon. So I went to Pottawatomi bayou Park. There is a nice board walk with a couple of benches that face the water. I sat there trying to figure out the latest riddle from thealias. It doesn’t seem to matter what I do, he invents ways of communicating with me. I purposely don’t go to my own blog to avoid seeing he messages, so he goes and sends me texts with no number behind them. I turn off my phone, so he writes messages in word documents that he leaves opened on my computer—what’s next will he start taping notes to my computer screen?

‘Hello, Edward Strauβen

Staying inside will not help you. You fear those who seek to Free you. You seek to hide from us in your house, but even here, you are punishable. Find the key and follow us, we can help you.’

Whatever that means.  I was trying to figure it out when Bard came down the boardwalk. “Hey! Where have you been?” but the way he said it made me think that he was surprised that I was here. I sighed, and told him that he wouldn’t believe me if I told him. He sat down on the other bench and said “Try me.”

So I said, with another sigh; “After my cousin’s funeral, I had this suspicion that she hadn’t just been murdered. And I couldn’t shake it off. And now weird stuff is happening and no one except me notices.”

Bard thought for a moment. “Do you mean weird, like when you turn on the faucet at the kitchen sink and then you get sprayed by the hose-thing?”

“No, weird like; people breaking in to my house, this guy leaving messages on my computer and in my texts, and some abnormally tall guy following me around. I’m just trying to figure out how to deal with it.”

“Oh, good!” he said.

“Um—not good, this guy isn’t a guy…really…” I paused because I just could not believe the words that I was about to say. Just typing it out isn’t the same as actually saying it, and to be honest it almost made it feel scarier when I said it, “it’s… some kind of… thing-monster.” I sighed; again, I could not believe the words that had just come out of my mouth.

“let me see, what kind of peppers have you been eating before bed?” I was relieved to see that he was trying to rationalize the situation.

“You don’t believe a word of it.” I said.

He didn’t answer for a couple of seconds. “Well” he paused, “It does sound a little farfetched, even for you.” And I don’t blame him, If the man disappeared tomorrow, and never came back, I would be given to wonder if it wasn’t all some convoluted dream.

“All I know is what I think I saw, and what I think I saw is scaring the living daylights out of me.” We talked for a little longer and then he had to go home, and so did I. I wonder if telling him wasn’t the best idea.

I still don’t understand though, what was thealias talking about? What key? Follow them where?

POSTED BY EDWARDS STRAUSEN

Edward made a grave mistake. But a fair one.

He told someone about his problems.

Now, don't get me wrong, I firmly believe that you should always consult with someone about your problems. But in this situation, telling someone about what's going on can put you in danger. At the most, tell the authorities. Of course, they don't really help that much. In fact, sometimes they make it worse.

"I wonder if telling him wasn’t the best idea."

Me too Edward. Me too.
 
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