"Come and get me"

I refuse to succumb to that asshole, that monster's tricks. It wants my brain, It's going to have to tear it out of my skull. I am NOT going to become one of those freaks, walking around praising it in place of God. I don't bow to any monster.

I know, you're all probably wondering how the hell I'm still around. So am I, to be honest with you.

That was me posting that crazy message below, and sneidng crazy emails to Jay. Except...it wasn't me. It was It. Whatever that Thing is, It tried to take me over. I've been feeling nauseous and sick the weeks prior, and it's why I generally haven't updated as much as before, or done any experiments. It's been clawing at the inside of my mind, and all my concentration and effort went to preventing it from getting me. Somehow, It still did.

I was hitching a secret ride on the back of some guy's truck in the middle of nowhere when it happened. Actually, the guy didn't know I was in his truck, but I think he'd rather not seeing what happened next.

I sat tehre for a little while, and all of the sudden things got dead quiet. Looked aorund, saw nothing. I figured It must have been there somewhere, but...I couldn't see It anywhere close by, so I relaxed and tried to get some sleep. The instant I shut my eyes, I had a throbbing headache. It was like nails were being pounded into my brain.(This would have been an excellent time to monitor MY brain activity, eh, Jay?) When I opened my eyes up...there It was. Right on the back of the truck with me.

Things get fuzzy after that. I remember the truck tires screeching loudly. I remember the truck swerving. But what i don't remember is ever crashing or even passing out. It was just, one moment we're about to crach and It's looming over me with it's arms outstretched-- the next, I'm waking up in the middle of a forest and there's a laptop and a camera next to me. They're not mine, and I don't remember stealing them during my episode...but they're there.

There was a message on the laptop. It said 'Run.'

I refuse to call it a him any longer. it is not my master, and I feel like, by calling it by name or calling It something like that, I feed into its power-- over me, and over everyone else. I don't even like capitalizing 'It', but it's for clarity's sake. So oh well.

I'm going to start filming my travels with this camera of mine. I want you guys to know how I'm doing, and I want to demonstrate some things that might help keep people safe. You'll see. I've got soem ideas cooking. I plan to up the ante on my experiments. that fucker can't keep me down, and if It things I'm scared of it now, it's got another thing coming. Fucking bastard. Come into my mind and see what happens, why don't ya?

And I guess I can edit my videos with the laptop, haha. I wonder if that's what I intended when I stole them? Or if someone gave them to me for that express purpose...either way, I'm not sure what to do now. I'm still heading East, right now I've found a hotspot to type from.

One more thing before I go. I still want you guys to give me ideas for experiments, and for that, you've got to trust me. So if I don't end my messages with "Peace out", even through email to you or otherwise-- don't trust me. Because I'm not me, not if I'm not typing that. Hopefully, that'll be enough.

Don't let It win.

Peace out,
Shaun.

Pretentious (fuck off an die for this slenderfreak)

this is unacceptable. your insolence infuriates HIM. stop what you are doing. stop what you are doing. stop what you are doing. The Sage walks the path of the Damned. by HIS Damnation. Why. Why. Why. Why. Why. Why. Why.

(X)

Hah.

(X)

Hah.

(X)
Hahahaha.

pretentious. Give it back. It belongs to US. To take it is to take a part of the Final Plan. This is unacceptable.

You will pay.

Ugh...fuck.

I had a nightmare last night. I'm still feeling its affects. It wasn't anything out of the ordinary-- at first. But it changed, pretty quickly, near the end. I'll wrte about it more coherently when I have time.

I just feel like shit, needed to get that out.

Communication? I dunno, sounds like a bad idea to me.

I feel like I'm being pulled into a game I don't want to be a part of.

To Robert and Jay- You guys have to understand, I'm just a kid here. I want to save people, I really do. But I don't have the experience or expertise to understand half of what you guys are talking about. I'll gladly work with you on this, but I have certain conditions and specifics that we need to discuss. You've gotmy email, Jay, you know how to reach me. I'm still waiting for you to do so, Robert.

To everyone else- I don't think I'll be communicating with Him any time soon. unless I can think of a less dangerous, more practical way of doing so, I wont be attempting the dangerous feat of fucking talking to an interdimensional Thing from somewhere on the Underside of HELL. It was a crazy idea, posted on this blog for the sake of keeping myself sane while I sunk into depression. Sorry, M, for the heart attack.

I want to do a role call, like M has done on his blog. Please, if there is anyone out there, anyone at all in need of help, let me know on thsi blog. Is he following you? Do you believe one of your friends may be being followed? Or are you just interested in getting the fuck out of this mess before it eats you alive like is has so many others?

then let me know i nthe comments section. I can, and wish, to help. More importantly, I'm willing to do whatever it takes to provide you guys with answers. let me know what crazy ideas you guys have, and what information about Him you want. I'll come up with something and I'll try it out, and if I live I'll tell you how it went. If I don't, well...at least I(think) I'm dying with honor.

...

I miss my girl. I really do. I've been depressed as I head east, and I'm desperate for protection. I know I could easily lose myself if I wanted to, but that's not how I live my life. It wasn't before all this, and it wont be now, either. I plan on helping myself and helping others, no matter the cost. It would be easy enough to lack remorse, like jay, or just walk into his arms, like Beth...but I can't do that. That's not me.

Oh, and not to mention, I think he wants to hallow me out. He's tugging at my brain every time He comes around now, and i write symbols any time I get ahold of paper. Goddamn bastard wont take my mind, I swear it. I'll off myself before I let Him.

that's all i got, for now.  Hopefulyl you guys wil lrespond to this, so I can go on more suicide missions! :D YAY!

peace,
Shaun

EVP equipment?

I'm sorry, M, it's too tempting...

I'm going to see if it is possible to communicate or, at the very least, pick up audio from Him which might suggest some form of intelligent thought or feeling on his part. I've got it all planned out, and it wont be nearly as dangerous as the last one. I just need some equipment.

So that's why I'm posting this short update. I need to know from you guys what kind of EVP and audio equipment you would recommend. Nothing complicated, I just need basic supplies. If you can help out in anyway, that'd be great.

Oh and sorry I haven't updated in a long time. I've been travelling around and trying to keep as far ahead of him as possible. I actually met a nice family who took me in for a short while, but...I'll talk about that later.

Peace out,
Shaun

Heading East

Damn, I guess my 'about me' is totally inaccurate now. Oh well. It's not like there was any particular reason I was headed West to begin with.

As the title suggests, I'm heading East right now for a while. I'm headed straight towards New Jersey and then up towards the Big Apple.(That is where M is currently residing, I believe.) Hopefully he and I can meet up and do...something impressive, to say the least, when I get there. It's going to take me a few weeks. It's a long trip on foot and by bus.

In other news, I'm trying out the fish symbol as a way of warding Him off. I'm also trying face-like symbols, water-based symbols, and something which resembles the sun. Haven't gotten any results to speak of so far, but I'll let you know if I do.

Also, I'm working on fixing my camera and trying yet again to get those pictures from the other night up. Also, I can show off the wicked beard I've grown as a result of not being able to shave consistently! Yeah!

Not much else, I'm headed to a Mcdonald's for some cheap food and then busing out of town. Should I start a twitter and keep you guys updated through that?

Peace out,
Shaun

Light vs. Dark Test results (RESULTS ADDED)

EDIT: Well, fuck. My camera just does not want to upload the pictures of that night while Tall Dark and Slender is around, so it looks like you will have to do with my boring scientific crib notes. I'll try and set the scene as accurately as I possibly can for you, so you understand exactly what my experiment was like.

First off, I want to discourage you all from doing anything I do on this blog except in practice. If I give you a test result like "Slenderman likes light" and tell you to stay out of the light, just plain stay out of the light. No need to go through what I put myself through to prove to yourself that it works. Because let me tell you, what I did was really stupid.

There's my disclaimer. Now, onto my notes. I took these an hour after my experiment, so pardon if they are a bit...'shaky'.

-Hypothesis: The Slenderman will favor dark conditions to light ones due to low visibility for prey.
-Conclusion: The hypothesis was incorrect. Slenderman favors light. possibly due to connecion[sic] to society?

-Supplies included ten wax candles, $2 each, and one lamp for 15$ from a pawn shop.

-Each of these was placed strategically within an abandoned building, seperate rooms for both candles and the lamp. operator symbol(X) drawn over windows of building for initial protection, effects began wearing off after only one night. The lamp was placed in one room, while the ten candles were split in half between two other rooms. Another room remained dark, and the hallway itself had no power thus alsa[sic] remained dark.

-Strategic observance point: crawl space within the hallway just to the left of Dark Room(DR)

Now, my notes get a little fuzzy after that, so let me just relate to you what happened next:

I had my experiment all set up, and my Operator symbols were just starting to wear off. As i mentioned in my notes, I've noticed they start to lose their effect on Him after only about one night. So after one evening, he drew closer to te house and I could tell he was planning on coming in. What I did next was very stupid, I know.

I let him in.

You may call me a fool, but that night that the (X) symbol started to lose its effect, I let Slenderman into the building I had chosen for my experiment. I didn't actually watch him come in, but he must have sensed somehow that I was not planning on running or keeping him out of the building.

Approximately one hour later, I had my candles lit and my lamp turned on, and a very tall friend mulling around my hallways. Needless to say, it was not a fun moment. I hid in each room at least twice, checking closets and corners for Him to make sure I hadn't missed him. Then I led him down the hallway into a seperate room, shut the door, and dove into my crawl space before he had time to get out and find me again.(Personally, I think this plays into M's theory that the SLenderman is ignorant or 'stupid' in a way; he fell for it, every time.)

I repeated that final part five times to make sure I got it right, before I tried bailing on the experiment and fleeing the building. I did not make it out, and that terrifies me. The last memory I have in the building is opening the front door and fidning him standing right there, tentacles out-stretched and everything. Let me tell you...I thought I was fuckin' dead. Luckily, I only got 'moved' as M calls it, and wound up waking up outside in the grass about two miles away. That's a far-ass jump, which scares me even more. But I go tmoving and I've been on the run the last week or so, which is why there's been silence on my end fo ra while.

The results of my experiment?

I foundthat roughly 65% of the time, Slenderman chose to occupy the lit rooms over the dark rooms in his search for me, whether or not I was there or not. The other 35% of the time he either stood in the hall without moving, or chose the dark rooms instead. Additionally, 4 out of the 5 times I watched him in the hall, he chose to enter a lit room instead of a dark room. This was not as I originally theorized, because I assumed he would pick dark roomsfor the fact that his prey would have lower visibility.

I suspect that He may be drawn to man-made light due to its obvious indication of society...i.e.- man-made light exists where there is...man. He connects lights with us, and thinks that we will always actively seek out the light for shelter and protection. Not to mention, there ar elights everywhere in ou rculture; lamps, TVs, street-lights. etc.

My advice? Stay in the dakr when you can. The day-tim eis fine because that's natural and not man-made, but if you sleep in a motel room or go inside anywhere, KEEP THE LIGHTS OFF if you can help it.

I don't know if this will work for everyone. But it applied to me and I hope it'll help you guys out, too.

God, I'm dead tired. Getting touched by Slenderman and moved? Most painful thing in the world...

Peace out, everyone. Until next time.
-Shaun

I'm having a little trouble with my camera and setting up the pictures that I took in a reasonable time-frame, so bare with me. Boy, do I have a story to tell you guys. I'd just liek to go on record as saying that, after reviewing all my evidence, I can tell you he seems to like (man-made) light over dark, empty spaces.

I'll edit this post when I've fiigured out my problems. Peace out for now.

-Shaun