He sees me when i'msleeping.

He is still stalking me. I might have created him, given him his life, but I cannot control him. I have been thinking about getting some more help, I know I was warned against getting people involved, but I have one last idea. I am going to try to go back and un-summon the thing. I am going to keep working.

Also, regarding the whole time thing. i think it is a bit of mercy, really, if I do the ritual correctly, I can send this abomination back to the realms of the mind, and I might be able to deal with it.

I will probably forget that all this happened,and I might just not be able to see whats on this blog and my channel, since it is from a different timeline. If this works the way I hope it does then everything should be fine. If not, then I am going to need every bit of help I can get. Because I think Hermit might be dead. I recieved a pckage in the mail. It contained three or four items, a gun with some ammunition, no serieal number, a small cube with something inside, a few torn and dirty pages with additional information on how to summon and defeat memetic weaponry, as well as some of the history behind them, and alos, why there is a serious chance of me killing a lot of people with this. And a bloody scarf, the same one from a certain video. I have an abysmal feeling about this.

The ritual essentially say something about beings that exist as thoughts, and that cannot manifest in this universe yet and need to create memes to eventually inhabit bastardized tulpas or similar creations, or through some odd ritual take control of a person directly. Apparently this would empower said being. I don't know whats worse, having to deal with a powerful ancinet god or deity that I might accidentally unleash upon a world rife with memes that can be weaponized, such as the seedeater, slenderman and the rake and zombies and all kinds of nasty things invented on the internet. I really don't want to think about that or. Or having to deal with waking up with blue hair and red eyes. Yup, shapeshifting. F*ck.

Why can't I ever just have one major problem to deal with.

Argh, stay tuned, and if the ritual fails, I will tweet some information ASAP