I received a note...

I woke up kinda late today, there was something sticking through my letter box
This piece of paper
I opened it up and there was a message. I'll have to type what it says here because all the pictures I took came out distorted and cut up.
Across the top it said "The truth shall make you free" there was a picture of what looks like an eye then beneath it, it says "He's watching"

Here is the clearest picture I got

'He's watching' Is the URL of this blog, I don't think it's a coincidence that they chose that phrase, this means he knows.
Does this mean he's like some omnipresent evil that sees everything I do?
perhaps he found my blog some other way (ie. through my friend that now appears to be his puppet).

Thw quote at the top of the page "The truth shall make you free"
I don't know what it means, I know I don't have many readers, but, I need help...please?
help me find out what this means.

V

going out tomorrow

I haven't left the house since the phonecalls started, but tomorrow, I'm going to town.
Hopefully it'll show them that they can't hinder my day to day living.
There's no point fighting if you forget to live.
I might take my small camera out with me, just in case I see anything odd.

I'm still having random bouts of illness, never the same, today my joints have swollen up and it's hard for me to move, I've been very tired too, even though I had a decent nights sleep.

I'm thinking of starting a BlogTV channel, but I don't know, most of my viewers are in America so timing will be a bit of an ass since the dime difference between here and the US varies from 5-10 hours.

I'm so confused right now, I'll put more thought into it when I'm thinking more straight.

V

been getting more phone calls

Been getting them every day since Friday.
Although no one has spoke since the last one I posted about, they've just been breathing down the phone. It was worse today, they did not give up, the phone rang, I answered, strange breathing, I disconnect the call, the phone again and again and again until I answer it. I tried turning my mobile off, but, then the calls started on the landline.
In the end I turned my mobile back on and let one of the silent calls go on, I just left the phone on my bed, when I returned to it,the call has finished.

I haven't been sleeping well recently, I'm lucky if I get 3 hours sleep each night.
It's midnight now, I'm gonna go off to bed in a few minutes, and try to sleep.

You can contact me at
V_00@rocketmail.com
Or just leave a comment here.

V

I got a phone call today

I think it was from my friend who I talked about in my last post. .
She sounded really weird for most of it, like she was really scared and then she'd sound obscenely calm and there were times that it was like she was being forced to say things.
Here's a transcript.
I will mark when she sounded scared in *
when she sounded like she was being forced with -
and when she sounded calm will be typed normally.

My phone rang mid afternoon, I had just got home.
Me:Hello
Her: (breathing)
Me:Hello? Who is this?
Her:*You brought it into my house*
Me:What? Who is this?
Her:*It's* -you know damned well who it is- *it's m-me, don't you recognise my v-voice?*
Me:Oh..God..
Her:(laughter)
Me:If I find out this is some horrible prank...
Her:*Oh God, you brought it into* -He's coming- *My House*
Me:What are you talking about?
Her:-He's coming- *That THING, you gave me to it* -H-He he's here-
Me:Who is there? Tell me!
Her:Don't play dumb, you're smart, he knows you are, strong too, just not. Strong. Enough. You lose, Love. (more laughter)

I put the phone down after that, She must have called from a phonebox, last time I checked it seemed as if her landline had been disconnected amd if she had been using a mobile, the number would have come up on screen.
It seems very likely that The Slender Man has found some use of her. I don't know if she is dead or alive as one of his minions (if you can really call them alive)
I don't know what to do, part of me just wants to run away, but, running away just doesn't feel right. I'm just so afraid right now, and I know letting my fear get to me like this is stupid. She was right, I'm not strong enough.

I really don't want to be alone tonight.

As always you are free to comment or even send me an email at
V_00@rocketmail.com
God! I could do with some sort of distraction tonight.

V

Starting to get a lot more serious.

I have not heard from on of my friends in a week. There is no explanation for this.
The last thing she said to me was "I'll see you during the week"
She seemed completely normal, and I mean completely normal, there was absolutely nothing strange or out of the norm about her. She wasn't planning on going away either.

I went to her house today,I was knocking forever before thet door was answered, her parents were there, but they really didn't want me there at all, I didn't make it past the front door, they said she wasn't in, This was strange, it was lunchtime on a tuesday, she's always home lunchtime on a tuesday. What was also strange was that all the curtains were closed, and it didn't look like there were any lights on either.

I'm at a loss here, I don't have anyone to talk this over with in person, if I talk this over with anyone I know personally, it could put them in danger. It also means I haven't anyone to bounce ideas off of (trust me, having someone like that helps sort the ridiculous from the possible)
All I can think of is that they wanted to make it seem like no one was home, so they'd get no visitors, but WHY?
Why wouldn't they want visitors? What could have possibly changed so much within a week that made them so hostile towards me? I haven't told any of my friends about my problems with him, with The Slender Man.

I don't understand it, I'm feeling so isolated right now.

Some more history

Perhaps you read my first post, perhaps you did not.
well here is a link to it
http://hes-watching.blogspot.com/2010/10/first-post.html

In that post I rambled on about something that happened to me a just over a year ago, something that I believe to have been my first encounter with The Slender Man. I never noticed him again until A friend brough my attention to him earlier this year. That's not to say he had been absent for those months beforehand, I just hadn't noticed him.

This time I shall talk about my first encounter after my friend had formally introduced us. I had gone to the beach and surrounding town to be alone, I had had a rubbish morning. There are a set of steps going towards the sea where I like to sit as it's usually always quiet there. I sat down, and pulled my favourite book out of my bag and began to read, it was like I was in a bubble, my headphones were in, there were no people about, it was just me, my music and my book. I don't know what made me look up, I just had a feeling that there was something infront of me, in the sea. When I looked up I did not see the sea, instead I saw a thick fog. I thought nothing of it and went back to reading.

There was a loud crashing sound, like thunder, but, without the rain or lightening. I looked up and there it came again, The fog seemed thicker and had spread. I decided to go where the fog wasn't as thick, cars often drove down the road that the steps lead from and I didn't want to risk being run over. I went towards the sandy area where there were some climbing frames for children to play on. The fog had become thicker, I couldn't have made my way back to town at all. I fumbled about in the fog to find the climbing frame thing and sat myself down on the first part I found. There was another loud crashing sound, A dark shadow appeared in front of me, it was very large, but lacked definition, it was moving closer. The tentacles became clear first, followed by the rest of him. I was so scared that even when I tried to move my knees buckled and I fell to the ground, he still came closer. He came so close that when the wind blew I felt his suit move with it against my face. He just stood there for a while, I don't know how long, a few minutes maybe. Then he started to move away and the fog dissipated.

I stayed on the ground shaking, I felt too weak and scared to move, but I did move eventually. I got the train back home and locked myself in my room, I kept the curtains closed and curled up on my bed, I stayed there in that state until th enext morning.

I was and still am clueless to his actions on that day, perhaps he just wanted to mess with me, this seems very likely, but when it comes to The Slender Man, you never know.

Saw him last night.

At my front door.
A lot of the people that read my blog are American, I don't think you have many front doors with glass panels over there, do you?
well, my front door has 2 glass panels side by side that come to the middle of the door, it's patterned glass, so the view in is obscured, and where the computer place is, is right opposite.

He was looking through the glass, I saw him, but I don't think he saw me. If you remember my Theory about how he can sense fear, it will make the actions I took seem logical. I sat back in my chair unpaused the episode of house that I was watching, I began to breathe deeply and I relaxed, my heart was racing from the adrenaline, but, in mind, I was calm.

The next time I looked, he had gone, lost interest I suppose.

Let's all assume that my first piece of advice is, Stay calm.
My second little piece of advice is, Everything is relevant.
If you find yourself dealing with The Slender Man, treat everything as if it's relevant to him and your survival, until it's proved otherwise.

Once you have eliminated the impossible, whatever is left, no matter how improbable, that's the real shit.

I guess it seems easier to run for most people than to apply logic to their situation.


V