Report #69 2013, April 6th.
Welcome, you fucking idiot, welcome to Hell.
Called Vikady yesterday, gave him his first assignment, find the quickest route to Germany, Black Forest. I made up my mind, there have been a lot of instances when people would go trough the Path of Black Leaves and when they would come back, they would say how horrible it is, describe it as really weird and so on.
I never found a blog where a person really took time to explore that place, I don't blame them, in fact if I ever end up there (And I plan on doing that on purpose) I might not take the pressure. I used to tell myself that people exaggerate, but I have long since threw that thought away, in fact, there are no such words to describe what us survivors go trough. But because of the fact that nobody took the time to explore further into that place, I have a feeling that I might learn something interesting by venturing there, call me stupid, retarded, idiotic I don't care. It is one of the places, that has rarely been explored, and it wouldn't hurt to try and explore it to confirm that there is either something of use, or not. If I die doing so, it will be God damn worth it, of course you might ask, why not ask a Proxy? Well, I don't have to explain that, that is not the most trustworthy source.
So that is my plan after I finish things here in Visaginas, I will travel to The Black Forest and try and enter the Path of Black Leaves from there.
Other than to dig up a route I also told him to find a vehicle for transport, he turned up results real quick, he has a source that could provide him with a brand new Van. That is why I enjoy working with professionals, the results are usually quick.
I thought that if he is in all of this now, I might as well give him some extra info, so I told him to read up on some "Classic" blogs like Seeking truth, The Mystic, The Tutorial and so on. I also told him to read up on current blogs. I want him to fully grasp what its like to go against IT and other Fears. But as I would find out later, he didn't have to read these blogs, in order to grasp anything.
Once I finished giving him, his assignments and blogs to read up on. About an hour later he called me up, telling me that IT was there, out the window, starring at him. That wasn't what surprised me, what surprised me was his playful tone, you know how its like to see IT for the first time, we've all been there, we were afraid of IT. But Vikady, he was so fucked up, he found IT amusing, he found IT interesting, he said that the only thing he felt was a shiver down his back.
He started saying shit like "It is worth it" and that he loves me for showing and initiating him into the "Game", he said that he hasn't felt so alive ever since that incident, after which he was put in prison. I wanted to beat that "Playful" attitude out of him, explained to him real quick the basics on how to survive IT when you are locked up in an apartment. He listened carefully, I didn't plan on telling him to come to me, I wanted him to experience what its like to be one of the survivors, if he had died, then he clearly wasn't cut out for this.
He survived, he called me up today, told me that IT didn't attack him, he had a starring contest with IT, I don't really believe this part, but he says that he had won. He saw IT disappear, he didn't blink not even once. I asked him for how long did this starring contest go, he wasn't sure but said that precisely seven hours, and he didn't blink not even once. To be fair he did say that his eyes were dried up and hurt like hell, whatever.
My plan didn't work, he was still intrigued by IT, he still had that playful tone about the whole situation. I was pissed, because of that I asked him "Why don't you join up with IT, instead of going against IT, then?" he simply told me that then it would be boring, he wants to be against IT, he wants the odds to be against him, he was always like that. In high school he would always look for a fight, he would always attack a group of jocks, he would put up a good fight, but would always get his ass handed to him. I always asked him why he did that, he loved the adrenaline, he loved the feeling, the pain was worth it.
He was truly fucked up and as it seems he still is.
Report #69 Ended.