It’s Almost Time


I don’t have much time left for what I’m planning, but I need to pay final respects to the people I talked to.  I might come back from this.  I might not.  Either way, now’s the time to get all this out of the way.  The time for goodbyes is now.

You might know who I’m talking about, and you might not.  These are all people I’ve had some form of interaction with, and people who deserve a goodbye from me.  If you don’t know what I’m talking about, don’t worry about it.  It’s not to you.

To Fiona: I hope you’re still out there and alive, and most importantly, sane.  I know you probably won’t believe me when I tell you that your “Prince” isn’t all he’s cracked up to be.  If you don’t believe me, please.  Believe Roman.

To Adam: I wish you luck and pray that you can find the strength to stay yourself.  I know that’s not easy.  I’ve dealt with it myself, and I only had one extra persona to deal with.  I can’t imagine how hard it is for you.  I hope you can still get your happy ending.

To Gargoyle: You’ve got a good head on your shoulders.  Use it.  Don’t be a dumbass.  Don’t be a hero, either, since those two tend to overlap a bit too often.

To the Messenger: I’m sorry I never got to know you as anyone other than Hyde.  I’m sorry for any trouble I’ve caused you with this blog.  I hope I can explain everything soon.

To Aimee: I hope you’re still out there somewhere.

To Jean: I never did get around to your blog.  I’m sorry.  But thank you for the support you provided me with.

To M: I doubt you’re reading this.  But if you are, thanks for being the inspiration to me you’ve been.  Even if your advice is terrible now.

To everyone else reading this: thanks for sticking by me.  I hope I’ve been able to help you some.  I’m sorry if I haven’t.

Goodbye, Slice.  Goodbye, Ava.  Goodbye, Ali.  Goodbye, Andrew and Ben.  I’ve missed you all.

Well, everyone, it’s time.  I’m ready.  I’ll be back if I can be.  If this works.  I know you’re going to call me crazy or tell me it won’t work.  But I have to do this.  I have to try.

I’m going to kill the Slender Man.


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I’ve been keeping tabs on my friends.  Watching to make sure they’re all okay.  They all are.

Except for Erin.

She’s starting to break down.  Her boyfriend is trying to do what he can.  I’m trying to do what I can.  But it’s not helping.  She’s getting worse.  We can’t help her.

There’s only one thing left that I can do.