Thursday, March 17, 2011

This is my fault -Clarice

I shouldn't have pressured him to go back, or I shouldn't have given in when he insisted I leave while he went back alone. Damn it, why?

I don't know what to do? Why this is happening to people? Slenderman... You will pay for all of this, someday. I don't know how, when, or where, but you will. I swear it. Nothing short of a god is invincible, and you are no god, Slenderman. Don't worry, I'm not about to do something stupid that will get me caught, too. Pete has contacted me via email (God only knows how he got it) and told me to just do as Clyde told me and Run, for now.

Fine. I'll play helpless running damsel for now.

Clyde, please come back. Please be alright.


  1. Oh, Clyde is quite alright. He's a bit unable to use a keyboard at the moment, though. I'll let him try, though.


    Hmm. Not really clear, but it's meant with love. Now I have to clean this keyboard.


  2. Oh... Oh God. Please don't tell me you've done what I think you did.

  3. I swear to God. If you cut off his fingers. I'll avenge him seven fold got it Alone?

  4. Come and see for yourself, since Prey the 2nd, calling itself Pete, is arranging for another attempt at The Ruins.

  5. It's worse than that, I'm afraid, everyone. Far worse.

  6. I've arrived and established a team, Clarice. All will be well.