Limited Success

Ok, sorry for not keeping things more complete. I've been busy with college and well the return of OTHER problems.

For the most part college is pretty normal, now that I'm getting used to life in the city. Jessie's also doing well back in school from what I hear. If it weren't for the two anomalies getting in the way I'd say I'm living the dream. HA, right like that'd ever happen.

It really came as no surprise that "He" would follow me out here. What did surprise me is when I first saw him out here. I was walking to the pizza shop at like two in the morning to go pick up me and my room mates' pizza when, walking through the park, I got that all too familiar feeling that something was off. Looking to my right, I saw him. Two things stood out this time. His tendrils/tentacles/whatever were out and waving about and he was missing the fedora-like hat I'd seen him with up til now.

The amount of pure malice I could sense was like it was meant DIRECTLY FOR ME. He started walking towards me. For the first time this actually scared me, self preservation apparently kicked in. I drew my gun and fired a few rounds. (Yes, I have the proper permits to carry it. First thing I took care of.)

It's kinda hard to describe the effect. The tendrils pulled back rather quick and he stopped walking. I guess I was hit a bit harder (by what I don't know). My ears rang, vision blurred, and felt very nauseous for about a minute (felt longer at the time). When I looked up, he was gone.

I got the pizza and tried to act natural the rest of the night. I went back to the park the next day to see the collateral of my escapades.

As far as I know, no one heard a thing and the police were never called. Even if they were called, I doubt they would be able to tell who I was (I had a hoodie on).

When I got back to my place, the guys said someone dropped off an envelope for me. Opening it in private, I found two things. My spent shell casings and a small card.

In the future, I'd suggest policing your brass Mr. Andrews. We usually don't assist when the authorities become involved. Just a fair warning.

Well, hate to say it, but I'm kinda glad someone had my back on this one. In addition, I finally know that the rounds at least do SOMETHING. Whether it's worth the effect it has on me is another question I'm still contemplating. In the meantime, I'm gonna go about business as usual and try to figure things out on the side. I'll be damned if I'm gonna let this derail me.

I think he likes me...

And here I though he'd forgotten about me.

Well I was wrong, I think I actually pissed him off this time.

Maybe even more so, after what I just did last night.

Hmmm, upgrades.

Okay, now that I have some down time, I'll delve into what I/we have been up to as of late.

Things have been very busy around here. I've made some improvements to my property since the end of August. I've gotten heavier curtains to put up, they don't let shadows through. I took a more, clandestine approach to the whole static disruption property "He" exhibits, I've modified baby monitor receivers and placed them in several rooms around the house, crude but cheap. I've had a decently sized wooden fence put up around the back of the house. It may not completely block the view of "undesirable individuals" but it serves its other purpose quite well, keeping the dog from running off.

I actually was planning on getting her sooner but things just got busy, I forgot certain days, I'm human sue me. She's a four year old German Shepard named Sam. Her previous owner had her well trained and she seems to have transitioned well into our house, though she shows some hesitance when I take her out back, I really don't blame her. Overall, it's nice to finally have someone friendly around the house while Jessie's at school.

The past two weeks have not been without their encounters. Last week I was taking Sam out for a walk when she started acting very agitated. I look around and at the far end of the park, I'd say a good hundred yards away, there he was. The park was very busy, some kind of family picnic or something, but no one seemed to notice the tall creepy dude just standing near the entrance to the baseball field. I took Sam home, for some reason, the encounter did not shake me at all, in fact I kinda laughed cause it made me think of a cartoon that Jessie watches. One of the characters says "What's he doing?" and the other one replies, "He's just standing there, MENACINGLY!"

On another note, I've been having some interesting phone conversations with a woman named Amanda. She says that Pastor Scott called her and that she wants to talk to me. While I'm wary about some random ass person just calling me out of the blue, I could do with some answers. But enough typing outta me, I've got food in the oven and I will not have it burn on me again.