I almost died yesterday. It was all because of that freaking headache. I couldn't keep my head straight, couldn't think.

I kept hallucinating, seeing him everywhere. At some point I decided to get a coffee. Maybe that would keep me on my toes. So I went to a small coffeeshop, sat down and got ready to write a post.

Next thing I know, I'm across the street from the coffeeshop, poking a proxy in the shoulder to make sure she's real.

Do I really need to say what happened next?

I snapped back into reality and tried to get my gun (I keep it on my person at all times), but before I could unsheathe she lashed out at me with a knife and got me on the shoulder. I decided to make a run for it.

After running for about 15 minutes I finally managed to lose her. I got in my car and drove to the next town on my route.

So yeah, that's why the last post was so... unusual. The headache is gone now (Thank god) and I can think straight again. I should go to sleep now. I wanna get moving again tomorrow. Just to make sure that Proxy is as far away from me as I can possibly keep her.

Until the next time.

He's gone.

North is gone.
No, he's not dead... he's GONE.
He was no longer in the hospital this morning. I don't have a fucking clue where he went. Nobody has.

The police searched his house. His car was nowhere to be seen, and most of his clothes, pictures and guns weren't there. The cops say that if he just decided to take off there is nothing they can do about it.

North, please. Carol and I are very worried for you. Give us a call, email us, tell us where you are, at least tell us you're okay.

God damn it kid, don't do this to us...

This is bad...

Sonia is dead. A bunch of hunters found her body in the woods today. I couldn't keep the news from my sister any longer. She heard about it yesterday, and she hasn't come out of her room ever since.

I heard... I heard her body was gutted out. Like the animals. For Gods sake, who would do something like that to a little girl?

Even worse, a group of hunters got attacked today. Six men went out to the woods hopping too kill a deer, just four came back, and they didn't look to well. They were covered in bumps and bruises, three of them don't remember what happened and the fourth one is in a coma. The police have been searching during two full days, but they can't find the missing hunters.

At my school things have been tense. It has become pretty obvious these are no longer coincidences. Someone... or something... is killing these people. Someone burned down those houses and sent those packages. And we have no idea who did it.

The worse part is by far when people try to joke about it as if it still were no big deal. Yesterday a kid suggested the maybe this was all a viral marketing scheme for"Friday the 13th the,14th part" and some other as*hole said this was the work of "Slenderman".

So, yeah. That's been going on. Carol and Kevin are nervous as crap. They think because they received the black boxes whatever it is that is killing these people might go after them. I've been trying my best to calm them down. I've been trying my best to calm everybody down. I'm usually the one that stays cool when this kind of things happen. The one that at the end laughs at everybody for making such a big deal out of small problems. But now...

God. I should just get some sleep.

MORE Dead Animals???

Apparently Carol  wasn't the only one to receive a dead animal in the mail. As it turns out, many other people have gotten the black packages. My friend Kevin got a dead dog, and a guy named Shane got two dead squirrels. And those are only at my school. Apparently the packages were left all over the town!

This is just sick. I don't know who did this, but he/she must be a horrible person! I mean, FU*K! Little kids opened those packages!

I'm just glad WE didn't receive any packages. I want to keep my little sister away from this. Shes just 8 years old. I don't know what seeing gutted animals would do to her...

Kevin and I are going to visit Carol in a minute. Her parents left her skip school because of how scared she was.  I don't know if we should tell her about the other dead animals. I figure out if she's gonna get the bad news, she might as well get them from her friends...

Dead Animals?

Something horrible happened yesterday to a good friend of mine. Her name is Carol. She's a really nice girl, kind and smart. I've known her since we were on elementary school, I'm sure that you'll end up hearing a lot about her, as I see her every day.

Anyway. We're both walking back from school, talking about movies. Once we get to her house, she points out a black package that was left in her entrance. It had no stamps and no cards on it. I offered my pocket knife to open it. She opened the package right there on the entrance to her house.
 I didn't see what was in the package at the beginning, I just saw her drop the box, fall to the floor, and crawl away screaming. I helped get back up, and tried to comfort her. Asked what was in the package.

"There is a dead animal in there!" She said sobbing.

At the beginning I thought it was just a joke. Carol was just messing with me. Either that or there was some fake dead animal on the box, and someone was just pulling off a sick prank on her. I wish it had just been a prank. I looked into the package, and that was a dead rabbit if I've ever seen one. It was... disgusting. I would really rather not describe it, it sickens me just to remember it...

I walked Carol back in the house and called her parents (They were out eating with some friends, I think...). They arrived about 10 minutes latter. I stayed with her a little longer, trying to make her feel better. When I thought there was nothing else I could do, I left and went home.

This just sickens me! Why would someone like that do something like that to Carol?