Report #65 2013, March 28th.
I thought he was another sick fuck like Kelevra, so I brushed him aside, thinking that he is another loony that would eventually appear and get a bullet between the eyes from yours truly.
But his last post, this fuck knows me, he knows who I am, why is this such a big deal? Because for ten years of my survival process my identity was firmly kept a secret. Not even Twitch my former partner who had died at the hands of IT, knew who I was. I always keep my face covered up, and I always whisper, I let nothing give me away.
Yet this fuck references something close to me, a guy who I never met, or seen is just referencing my personal life. This guy is number one threat right now, he might compromise everything.
I'm thinking hard on figuring out who this is.
In other news, I noticed a link in the information I gathered from Kelevra. Whats is it? Nazis.
Those Jew hating fucks had the most experience with IT, a lot of blogs point to IT being really interested in the Nazi Germany. Now why is that? Well it could be anything really, it could be the fact that it was completely random that one of the Nazis noticed IT. It could be because IT wanted to torment one of the scariest forces on earth at that time. It could be anything.
As soon as I finish up over here, I might go off to Germany and investigate some of the places where IT was spotted back in the WWII, but thats a side plan, it was just a thought that crawled up into the corner of my mind.
On a side note, been feeling really sick today, head is hurting, coughing, stuffed nose, usual things. Could it be because something is coming my way? Is it the effects of these Catacombs? Is it just a simple flu?
Well we'll see when we cross that bridge I guess.
The Judgment came back, he was just standing outside of the Catacombs, just staring at me, and I at him from the open hatch. Whats so weird about that? The fuck was wearing the same clothing I was, his face was covered up just like mine. Was that some sort of a mind game? Well it didn't work.
As soon as I ran down into the catacombs to get my gun and dispose of this nuisance, he got away, I was kind of expecting that.
The Whispers become louder every day, I could swear one of them sounded like a little girl, she was, what seemed like, reading a bed time story on Lithuanian about a girl named Ėgle who in the course of the story became a Snake Queen, and then got killed by the same Snakes. Looked it up, that story really does exist, apparently its a classic Lithuanian Folk Tale...
I didn't know Lithuanian authors were so fucked up.
Report #65 Ended.