Loss

I don't even know where to start.

Someone got him. I don't know who or why, but someone got Michael. I was going to visit my parents and hang out with him, and do some more investigation and get some more information out of him. I was too late, when I got there, there was police tape around his room and at the anchoring place at his house, they have direct access to a river. His parents told me that they got home from a short trip on saturday, and found their house completely trashed, the place was torn up as if a battle had taken place. There were bullet holes and scorchmarks all over the house, and the small bridge was covered in blood. They called the cops and the current theory is a drug based suicide.

Drug based suicide my ass!

This has something to do with all the weird shit that has been going on the last couple of weeks. I have no idea what to do now. I do not believe he is dead, hurt yes, kidnapped, you bet, but dead? That guy is a lot tougher than most people think.

However, while I was talking to his parents, we noticed someone snaeking around in their garden, some weirdo in a mask. All of us in something of a shock and me being sad and pissed of, decided to chase the person. We chased him into the forest for quite a while, eventually, I was alone. I then saw the most terryfying thing in the world. The masked man was standing in a clearing and was arguing with a dozen or so men in black suits. All of the were wearing  sunglasses and carrying various weapons, ranging from hnadguns to large knives. The masked person then killed them. He was so fast, they were more or less ripped apart, I ducked down to take cover from bullets that were whistling through the air, and when I looked up, it was over. The men were dead and there was blood everywhere. Some of them had been implaed on tree trunks that the last storm had knocked over. At this point Michaels father arrived and saw the carnage, we walked out into the clearing, me trying to tell him what happened. All the bodies had been cut and that symbol had been carved everywhere, on trees, on dead bodies on rocks. Then the bodies started to dissolve. It was like a black flame that just turned them into dust. Both of us then heard this laughter. It was a mixture between demonic and not from this universe. The masked person was just standing there, staring through us.

Needless to say, we both ran the distance that previously probably took us more than 30 minutes in about five seconds. His parents have already left the city, but they promised to keep me in the loop.

This was not the last thing I saw. While we were running like crazed dogs away from the masked man, I could have sworn I saw someone run in the opposite direction, and said someone was wearing a certain jacket.

If anyone is wondering, I am currently hiding under my blanket with a club and a nice strong drink.

Stay tuned if you want to...

The bag

During the meet-up, Michael and I had a change of plans. Originally we had planned to investigate the house from "introduction". However, due to terrible weather, we decided to do something different. In the video, it might not seem like it, but it almost started to rain that day, and the abandoned shack is a slight bit outside of town and we decided to check the other place instead. The place we decided to check was next to the bridge. A few years ago there used to be a proper path down there, but when the new bridge was built the removed it. It is just another hiding spot for teens who want to sneak a few beers past their parents, but it was also a very cool place usually.

When we finally reached the fireplace, we noticed the path behind it, and I don't think you can see it in the video, but there is a raft to cross the river in place. We didn't want to keep going because the weather was getting worse, but the I saw my bag, the black leather bag just lying there in the bushes. So I had a look at the contents, here are some pictures, there was a notebook inside, with only a few pages of text I could decipher, mentioning something about an organization called "occulus dei" which I think means eye of god. Most of the notebook is indecipherable, but it is my handwriting. However, the notebook is not my old journal, it is just an ordinary notebook, I am still looking for my journal.

Sound issues

So the meet-up went fine. However, the audio in the video is screwed. All of it, not just the short conversation we had, but also the one where we find-ta-dah, my old bag.

We went to this one place we found a few years back. It was a small path into a forest along a stream. We wanted to use it at some point, because there was a fireplace and it is fairly secluded.

Anyway, I did get some information out of him.

The group contacts people through emails, asking about a "challenge", and whether or not they want to participate. They also seem to change names every now and then, usually reverting to an "anonymous" type o group, but with recent events in mind, decided to change the groups name to "knights of global consciousness". They seem to be interested in a wide variety of things, as displayed by their strange challenges. Usually the participant gets an email with a code. The code in turn contains some form of riddle, and is updated every few days. Initially it is simple stuff, like morse code and the name of some historical person, but it gets more and more complicated after that. Michael was very reluctant when I asked him about the activities and history of these "knights". They seem to be involved in an attempt to unveil a global conspiracy of some sort in what they call "operation apocalypse". Apocalypse means revealing if my memory is correct, like in the book of revelations or something. The group they are after seem to be all powerful, but generally seem to hunt down secret societies. To me, it sounds pretty stupid. However, he did tell me that they also were conducting research on neuroscience and were experimenting with telepathy and have been tracking down scientists involved in all kinds of strange projects.

To me, this sounds about as stupid as the UFO crash at Roswell and all the theories involving it. But yet, I am intrigued, this group is interesting, so, should I answer the email I got a while ago?

Also, what do you guys think?

Stay tuned for more :)

Congratulations, it's a bad dream

Bad dreams are made of these...cheeseburgers.

I really have issues with bad dreams. And for a few nights now the same thing has happened, I dream something weird, like me hovering in my own room seeing myself, and then I wake up and every time, in the one place you don't want to look, in the corner of my eye, I think I see something moving. I think it is just a shadow without any particular pattern. also, it is allways around the same time, about three in the morning. Also, the cough, this dry almost forced cough came back. The first night I woke up I blamed it on a dry throat, but I have woken up like this three times now. The first time I was just confused and thought I had a case of sleep paralysis. I have read about it so it was not that scary, and so I thought I would not need to mention it to you guys. But the same thing happening three times in a row, well, call me crazy, but that is too weird to be a coincidence.

Tonight I will put a camera up. I have a feeling I might remember the dream and hallucination in greater detail, so if I just leave my camera on, I might be able to remember the whole thing better. I can record myself as a form memory note, you know like a post-it sticker.

Oh, and before I leave, I only remember the coughing from the first night.

Stay tuned for more.

If you have any ideas what might be causing this, please, do tell me.

Back to school

Life is moving along at its usual pace now. And hello, by the way. And by moving along at its usual pace I mean it is boring. Nothing weird has happened so far, but I have been going through some o the videos. Sometimes text flashes here and there, but it is difficult to read. I did get this from one thing, a vague line of text, it lashes in the video with all the code in the title. I think it says "Beware of the one who cast the shadow". Also, another thing I noticed is that this small wooden shack near this power conversion station seem to be the focus of several clips. Also there seem to be some weird things regarding the audio in Archive#6, I think there is something playing, nut you can only pick it up i you crank everything up to eleven, and then, thanks to my stupidity and headphones I almost went deaf when the one part with "regular" sound starts in that video.

Well, that was all of that, but anyway, life is pretty dull normally, I mean I am a bit freaked out and worried, but I also need to deal with regular life stuff. Also, for some reason black business suits seem to have made a comeback. Either that or a lot of companies are starting to enforce a dress code. Or maybe it's just my own paranoia due to the lack of sleep. I keep having these really weird dreams. They are not scary, just weird. It's always stuff like me flying between various places. Although, I keep hearing this humming in the background all the time. Other dreams are just me running in a forest or me walking around in a futuristic city under a dome. Hey, I said weird dreams, not bad or terrifying. It is just that I keep waking up and feel really bad every night.

Next week I will briefly visit my parents to pick up some stuff I forgot and bring back a few things I borrowed. I will definetly meet up with Michael and have a chat and look at some places.

Until then, stay tuned.