Burn

Son of a bitch. I wanted to keep her out of this.

Someone burned down my grandparents' house. No one was home at the time but they lost everything, luckily their insurance covers all of the losses. The arsonist has yet to be caught, though and that's what worries me. I don't wanna be paranoid but I think there's a connection between my situation and the one at hand.

The group came to find me at the dorms and told me that mine was not the only family that was targeted by arson. Several others happened around the same time.

We decided as a group that we're gonna try drawing either Slendy himself or some of his proxies out and seeing if we can get some information. If not, we get to start lowering their numbers one at a time. As good as this sounds, I'm not really keen on facing down Slendy. Considering the last time a group went to take him head on it did not end well for them. We have a better chance going after the lackies.

The Organization has given us a go-ahead to handle things as we see fit, so long as we still handle their assignments. Seems fair but a little more active support would have been nice, but we can hopefully handle what we got.

I'm getting nervous, the tea boxes are piling up again, and I'm having trouble sleeping. FUCK THIS SHIT.

Same problem, different perspectives.

I've said it once, I'll say it again. I'm not running.

Every single time some one tries to run from this thing it ends bad for them and those around them.

Besides, I just came across some interesting "people" who seem to have the same mindset, fuck running.

The phone rang again the other night, another text message. An odd combination of numbers and letters and a time 9:30pm. I remembered the pictures I was sent and took a look to see what I could find. Sure enough the combination appeared on a picture of the clock in a place called Market Square. I put 2 and 2 together and figured I was supposed to go there at the time stated.

In total, I meet up with four other people, all part of The Organization in one way or another, all being stalked by Slendy, and all having taken pot shots at him with some kind of success. The meeting was more or less an ice-breaker. The next time would be an actual discussion on what we're going to do and how we're going to handle things, but it was agreed, we're going on the offensive with or without the aid of The Organization.

I went back to my place after the meeting and actually felt somewhat good for once. Whether this goes good or bad, I'll at least be doing something pro-active so to speak. I called up the grandparents this morning and talked to Jessie, she's doing good. I'm trying to repair the bridge with the grandparents as well, it's actually going pretty good, more or less just playing catch up on lost time.

Maybe I'm just trying to give myself a reason to stand my ground but I don't care, I'm standing regardless.