Tuesday, March 1, 2011

New Lodgings

I have a few potential choices which I'm checking out right now. Anywhere but going back there.

Outside of that, I'm not sure what I'm going to do anymore. It feels like I'm running in circles while fighting an uphill battle while the hill's been iced over and I'm sliding backwards. I started alone and had to go through hell and out the other side before I could meet up with an ally, Slice. Then we made some progress while searching the historic sites and fire-bombed some slenderhouses. Now he's gone and out of the loop and I'm back to square one.

Cerberus is back and has promised to free me from this chase. This leaves me in a difficult position. He's revealed that I can't get to where I need to go to remove the Mark unless I'm let in by Slender Man or given the ability to go there at will be the Same. He's also insisting on acting alone, which means that his last entry today may be his last. We here at Boston are either on the edge of something really good or something bad, and it all stands on the edge of a knife. Which way will it stray, though. And am I willing to just sit around waiting to be saved like a good damsel in distress. Heh. Yeah, I guess I have fit that role as of late. Ron the Male Damsel.
Well, hopefully I can upgrade from that to Ron the Runner, then later Ron the M Finder. I'm tired of reading all these other posts about other people taking great measures in fighting It while I have to sit on the sidelines in a cage made of.... er, slendy matter?

Cerberus, I'm not sitting this one out. Meet me. We'll plan something. Just get in contact, okay?


  1. You may be seeing the Hellhound, himself, soon enough, LIttle Prey.

  2. Thanks, Shelby.

    Didn't you get your blog taken from you, BL?