Success...

Zero must have done it. I decided to make my stand after the Solstice rather than while it was going on to test the effects of the battle zero and the others raged.

Then Tall, dark, and faceless came for me with intent to kill after I shouted my challenge at the edge of his woods. He reached out with his tentacles. I dodged to the side and away and batted away the one tentacle that came to me with the crowbar I stole a while back. Then I ran for it, stripping off my (X) symbols. The very ones that once protected me

You see, I was testing him to see if he would be able to slenderwalk right up to me once I turned my back on him to run. I had informed Jared of this gave him the password to this blog if he didn't hear from me in one hour of this experiment. My plan was to see what slim could do to me once he attacked. I had a feeling I would catch him in just enough of a bad mood in light of the solstice for this to work.

Anyway, back to the happenings, I looked back and he was pursuing using his branchlike arm thingies to move himself along Doc Ock-style, but no faster than I was running from him. Then I sped up a little more and eventually lost him. Zero did it. I challenged him and lived. Alright, I may have run away like a little bitch, but I did so after tossing aside the (X) symbols that formerly confused him and kept him from slenderwalking after people. I laugh now. Zero did it. The bastard did it. Slim's been weakened. His proxies and agents won't have been weakened though, so we will al probably be seeing more of them in the future. But as for the creature himself, he has been weakened, and it seems like slenderwalking is now out of the equation.

Of course he could have just been jerking me off in light of the events, but I'm going to test this again. If you hear from me again, it will mean I managed to get away from him a second time. But I'm feeling optimistic. If slenderwalking is now out of the question, then life for us just got a lot easier and I'm willing to put my sanity and life on the line to prove or disprove it. I'm scared. Don't be fooled. I'm scared. If he was just trying to fool me and he can slenderwalk my ass onto a tree branch while playing surgeon, then I'm in for some pain. But someone has to double and possibly triple test this. I'm the one he didn't slenderwalk after the first time, so I guess I volunteer to go up against the devil again. Wish me luck.

Alright, I'm back.

Sorry for the long absense, but I decided to pay low after the whole Boston business. My last few hours there were not good. Tall and skinny followed me everywhere I went no matter how high I went for entirety of the last twelve hours there. I had one black out while there, but it was only momentary. I stumbled across some punks ganging up on Him and attempting to kill him.. All went blank, and when I came to, some of the guys were just missing, others were....messed up, with one who apparently joined Him and walked off with Him, holding hand. How sweet.

I got on the train and headed back West. I'll report everything as well as post the final notebooks soon. For now, Ron out. See you guys at the Solstice.

Crap!

Went to station. People were crowded around there, arguing. 'He' appeared. Panicked, rioting mob broke out. Gunfire, too. Very scared and hiding now.

Final Fantasy X and its odd connection with you-know-who:

There is a game that was released on the PS2 titled Final Fantasy X, it being the tenth installment of the mind-bogglingly popular series. In this game, there existed a sort of boogeyman called Sin who was a demonic death whale that would return to life after his various defeats to ravage the world the game was set in. This cycle of Sin tormenting the world would take place every ten years.

One of the theories in Robert's Core Theory was that these Constructs do not stay dead forever and that Der Ritter, the boogeyman of Germany, though defeated once before, will eventually return. Well, since slimjim and Der Ritter are both boogeymen, then it stands to reason that we will eventually kill Him. I'm going to set my eyes on Germany and watch out for any unusually activity like children disappearing near the Black Forest, and will continue to do so until I am either dead or it happens. If there are any German bloggers involved, please tell me of any odd News that you know of that involves happenings at the Black Forest. If we can prove that Der Ritter can and will return, then we will whether or not slim will.

So what's my point? Well, in Final Fantasy X, they eventually decide to take drastic measures and End Sin's cycle of death and rebirth once and for all. They succeed. At a very steep price. If there is a Cycle like Robert proposed, then we need to End it and we frankly can't be bothered to care what we will personally have to pay, because we are dealing with primal and supernatural forces here. You don't get off scot free while messing with them. Any fool can tell you that much. I supposed I could make a fruity speech about how we'd be doing it for future generations, but we also need to be committed to do this for ourselves. Because...supposed he returns before any of us pass of old age, and returns when we are old. Yeah...I don't think any of us would be in any condition to Run or Fight Him. We would be The Ones Who Lived. We would be too good to pass up even if we couldn't provide Him with the thrill of the hunt anymore.

Something Others and Myself Have Noticed:

Why does slim seem to exclusively target children and 20-something young adults? Simple. We're young, we're vital, we have prospects, ambition, strong wills, promise, and too stupid to know when to quit. In other words: entertainment for however long he wants or needs of us. Shaun, who is 18, could Run for many years to come and give slim one hell of a chase. Not so much a fifty year old man who has been in a cubicle for the last three decades. Yeah, you'll notice he never targets the Dilbert types. Its always the youngsters who have futures to worry about and will resist Him to keep them.

Something interesting.

He sure seems to like to send proxies in groups of four after me. Coincidence?

Anyway, as I make my way through this historical city, I think a lot of people can see Him here. I'm going to explore at ground level and observe the people around me when I can catch sight of Him. If so, perhaps He is just a very prevalent force in Boston right now and the whole train incident had nothing to do with me. If not, then this town is in trouble.

Maybe I shouldn't have been so open about going to Boston...

I know M wanted to know what I was up to, but now I'm thinking I should have kept my whereabouts non-specific. First, the "whole train witnessing slim's handiwork" affair happened. Since then, I've been on the run from four proxies, and a cop who turned out to be an agent. So now I'm wanted for resisting arrest and wounding a police officer (no nevermind he pulled his gun without just reason and I let him have it with the crowbar before he could shoot) and the bastard has me labeled as a suspect in the forementioned massacre. Yeah, like I'd be able to kill six men, eight women, and eleven children, then do....that, to them, and then get as far as Boston from there on foot scot free. Yeah, the local News told me the specific number of people. That's a tall killing even for slendy in one go. That's 25 people, for Peter's sake!

And zero's right. That is the most public killing slim's ever committed, and why to scare me of all people?! Shouldn't the big guns be saved for scaring former sages and whatnot? I'm just a guy with a blog that wasn't even started by me and some notebooks. Could it be the notebooks he wants? Could it be that I declared that I will be taking a stand on the Solstice? ... ... ...Hardly changes that I'm far from his biggest concern. Ugh. I know life is unfair but this is just ridiculous.

I don't get him. Or maybe I do. The way I've always interpretted slim is that he's a bully. A common schoolyard bully. Sure, he's big and tough, and its easy to be so when you're well...invincible, basically. So he picks on creatures and beings weaker than himself and formed himself a gang out of members he either brow beat into place or by people who joined him. What I wouldn't do to rattle his cage and make Him Run from me. Chase Him from His home, and make Him sleep in the attic of a church. Yeah, that's where I am right now. I could only afford one night at the hotel.

Someday, slim, I will kill you. You've take all but one of my friends (Jared) from me. I swear I will pay you back with ten fold interest someday. Count on it. You want a fight? I'll give you a fight, since you're obviously picking one with me. But I won't pull a Even on you, since his usteam showed that his bat didn't even connect. Everything has a weakness. I will find your's.

I was content to Run and not be a problem, but since slim has made it clear He's going to treat my Running with the upmost seriousness for whatever reason, I figure it's time to man up. To whoever on mankind's side who reads this: I'm with you. I'm a Runner, but I will also be a Fighter when I can get the opportunity without getting myself killed.

Officially in Boston now.

As those who have been keeping up know, I decided to Run by way of Amtrak from Chicago to Boston. Well, it was a few day journey even with how fast these loud, comfounded metal boxes can go. I met another Runner named Robbie. His destination is not Boston, though. Sure, he was going to the same city as I, but from there he hopped onto a bus which will take him to another town as he intends to go to Maine for reasons I did not ask (and yes, I know he wasn't a proxy or agent, I saw him get on the bus he said he would as I followed him to make sure he was the real deal and that I didn't have one of His keeping tabs on me in town).

But that's not the most notable thing. The tracks passed by some woods, with some of the trees fairly close to the train. No, I didn't see Him, but the entire train got a good look at His handiwork. The train passed by a tree which had...I don't know how many corpses impaled on its branches, but there were a lot. I could also faintly see the plastic bags hanging from the branches from the Amtrak. It... It wasn't pretty, as you all know. Worse of all, there were children who had I seen insisting on the window seat while traveling with their parents. I will never forget their cries in horror and disgust at the sight of It's...work. There were police at the scene of the crime who were desperately trying to cover up the view from the railroad, but weren't quick enough to stop my ride from getting the message.This was the between the last stop and Boston. It and It's minions are somewhere in Boston waiting for me.

Right now I'm on the highest floor of a nice, big mall at a food court. I'm not particularly hungry after seeing that, but I know if I don't keep m strength up I'll die, so down the hatch. I've also managed to get myself set up a REALLY cheap hotel where I know the sheets haven't been watched. Fortunately I was able to pass myself off a bum convincingly enough to get enough change for the Laundromat so my own sheets and blankets will at least be clean tonight. I may sink pretty low, because I've been eyeing a homeless shelter's soup line, but holding off going there. I may yet as money keeps getting tighter.