Doobee kill people

Ugh

I'm still going, but I'm starting to give in. I am going to have to explain in further detail. However, I cannot risk showing myself to recording devices, and we all know why. I might take down some of the videos on my channel, it might weaken the "thing". It's been all quiet. I still have the jacket, or at least it should still be in the closet. A lot has happened in the last few months, I have been working a lot and moved around a bit. Things in life are turning out better and better, I am interacting with my friends again and I think I am safe now, it's all good from here on.

I'll upload a video in about a week, right now I am enjoying a short hiking trip.

Alive

I am alive.

I am still working on the issues that I have encountered. All I know is that I die at the middle of it.

stay tuned.

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Rest in time

I am almost speechless right now. Hermit might be...gone. I don't know what to do.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C7qLO1MzeA4&feature=youtu.be

The journal has been altered, there are a lot of new things in it, nut I have yet to analyze it all.

Stay tuned.

In before

The next full moon is coming up. The strange person said that more information would be revealed when it is that time, so I am just waiting now.  He has been back. I see him in the corner of my eye, in my room, or in the evening when I take a walk. It is somewhere between annoying and threatening.

I have a few things to think about.

1: There was a long string of what appears to be hexadecimal code in one of my video descriptions, and I have not been able to decode it, so I would appreciate a little help. Also, there was some more code posted on twitter, and I will crack that code, and might post it in a video.

2: The things in the journal do worry me. It is not the act that a scary looking man tracked me down and hand me an item he took from a cultist, from a cult that did not exist for more then 100 years. This is somewhat, and it does pose some questions, such as who he was and why I should "know his name"

As a last note, I have been working on the old codes, they became strange, one of the answers was "biochip", another was  "psychology", "phenomenon" and "Frequency". There were some more, but they were, shall we say, personal. I have no idea what they are asking about.

Stay tuned.

Unwrapped

Here we go.

Here is the link to me unwrapping a certain item:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3rT0xAF_LJs&feature=youtu.be

And here is my twitter in case anyone wants to give me some insights:
@x_documents123z

And here is the code:
47 61 6d 65 20 6f 6e 2e 20 4c 65 74 27 73 20 64 61 6e 63 65 21 20 5f 68 65 72 6d 69 74

Unwrapping

Hello there.

Just a quick update. I am about to unwrap the thing the strange man handed me, and I will record myself with my webcam doing so. This will be uploaded tomorrow evening the latest, and I hope I have some more information by then.

Stay tuned.

Chasing shadows.

We are not the only ones.

I took the train up to my old hometown, I wanted to look around the old abandoned house. I walked around for a while, and noticed some burnt pieces of paper and that damn mark on the ground, painted with charcoal. As I bent down to look at the scraps for paper, I heard footsteps and looked behind me.

There was a man, a man I had never seen before. He looked worn, tired, restless, like had had been sleeping rough for a few weeks. He just looked at me, and then talked.
(I will summarize the conversation best I can)

"Finally, Gabriel, I was waiting for you."
"Who are you?"
"Let us say, I am similar to you."
He then handed me something wrapped in a piece of cloth, and told me not to break the wax seal until the next full moon.

"what do you mean, you are like me"
"I am one of you, like Michael, like you, I am one of the persons "changed" or "touched" by that entity that rests outside, and I am a lot older than I look."
"I didn't fucking ask for this you know"
"You have the right attitude, fuck all and fuck the world."
He had this wild look in his eyes the entire time, an insane wild look.

"Well, I have to take my leave now, byebye, and,oh, next time, bring a knife." He smiled and winked at me and started to walk rapidly up the road.

"Hey, you what is your name, I want to talk to you more"

"By now" he said, pausing fro effect, you should have guessed my name." He smiled and walked around the corner, I rushed towards were he had been, but I could not see him.

After this I went home.

The last thing i remember saying was, you have got to be fucking kidding me.

stay tuned for more, update at the next full moon.

Time flies

Wow, 2014, what a year. I have a good feeling for some reason. These last couple o months have been, shall we say, rough.

Having some psycho leave weird messages for you in videos is a problem, getting strange riddles dispatched from weird hackers is just fun. But sometimes, my own idiocy just makes things really bad. I have been hunting him, I can't injure him, I have tried a lot of things, a home made taser, stabbing, fire. Nothing. However, I do have something in mind. This cult, the occulus dei, seem to know a lot. They don't exist anymore, so there is nothing to go on, they straight up disappeared from the history books like so many other occultist groups during the late 1800s. However, they seem to be quite well versed in biology, physics and various types of engineering. A lot of it is mixed in with the usual jibber-jabber of mysticism. However, as my journal, well someones old journal that is. Most of it was in a misture of German, Swedish, Dutch, Arabic, and got knows what else. I was translating the most interesting parts. It was something about a "being-outside-of-no-form". The stuff in english was often ritualistic, about candles, sigils and such things.

Another good thing however, is that I know that the pills seem to be good. They keep him out of my head a little bit. He still grabs me, drags me off, and I loose time, but my mind seems more intact, I remember things, hotels, books, cars. He is getting more powerful and intrusive. I hope he is not permanent, otherwise god help me.

Anyway, stay tuned, and if you see hermit, punch him for me.

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

Hey, it's that guy

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yqW-GIFZCQ4&feature=youtu.beHave you ever been terrified. Hearts pounding you can't think clearly terrified?

Thats me right now.

Weird sleep patterns and a lot of missing time. I should maybe get a dreamcatcher. I have so much stuff to deal with and so much work to catch up with, I don't really have time to deal with all this supernatural bullshit right now. Yet, I summoned HIM or IT, I don't even know anymore.

Stay tuned for (hopefully) more

Public service announcement, without guitars

Alright, first of I am going to apologise for my rather long absence and lack of updates. However, I ahve finally come across a large quantity of information regarding my own situation and have had a few days to patch myself up and rest from the lat couple of weeks mayhem.

First of, Michaels parents have dissappeared, their car was found near the black forest in Germany three days ago, but there was no sign of them. I have the distinct feeling I will not see them again.

Second, I have managed to crack the last three puzzles or riddles myself, as they had questions of a more personal nature. However, I didn't tell anyone about thie because of some trouble I had actually getting online.

Thrid, I know what I did. When I was shot by this "Inquisitor" guy, I did the ritual I found in my notebook, in order to summon a "memetic" weapon. For some reason it felt so familiar. However, I was not able to control it, and for 108 hours I was apparently gone, missing. I only remember framents of this, like running through a very dark and cold forest, waking up in a hotel somewhere, waking up in a car(I don't have a car or a driving license) and waking up with bruises, cuts and, most scarily, a gun.

The weapon was apparently based on several myths, the usual cautionary tales you would tell a child and some monsters. It actually had some resemblance to a draugr, but it seems to practically run on fear and subconscious ideas, which can actually kill people. Normally this would make normal people kill themselves, the knowledge that you have summoned an eldritch abomination into the world, but I am not even going to try, considering the act that I sort of regenerate quite fast. It is like I don't want to die. I have a feeling the cult that was wiped out had some more info, but I just don't believe a human can create such a supernatural threat and also create, as far as I know, humans like Michael and myself, who seem to have "abilities" of sorts. Any helpful input would be greatly appreciated.

Stay tuned

The document

Here is the document I got in my email.

This document contains an intercepted report made by field agent 134, who was at the time stationed in Europe. The file was badly corrupted, so we have compiled what little information was decipherable in this document. There were additional files attached, however, we have not been able to transmit these via the internet, as they are corrupted every time, thus we are opting for a sneakernet type transfer. The document deals with two things, one is a report on suspected “occulus dei” activity as well as recovered documents regarding the memetic weapon that was apparently created by the aforementioned cult. The organization seem to have an interest in using the entity known as the blind hunter or the tree man to hunt and remove people they believe to threats to their, still unknown, agenda.

Report by field agent: 134

Subject: Memetic weapons, Occulus dei

We have obtained several old books regarding the summoning of an entity that has been described as the blind hunter by the cultists. They appear to have gathered information on how to summon a legendary being also known as the tree man or the beast that steals the people designated by the summoner. The being seems to be [unreadable] and has been documented to appear [unreadable] and thus seems to act autonomously in this time.

This being seems to have an unnerving similarity with an urban legend known as [unreadable] which might mean that it has begun to take on other memetic properties. This includes inducing a strange illness and memory loss, similar to our nullification technology. It also seems to have a mythological connection to the entity the occulus dei revere as a god. Information is scarce, and further interrogation of subject 234-B with advanced interrogation will hopefully render more useful information.

Also, regarding subjects M------/x, G------/x, and the person known as Inquisitor, we still need to take temporal shifts into account. Also the risk of [Unreadable]

For your consideration

Field agent 134

I understand now

I should not have done that.

Remember the video. That told me to come back home. I did that. I went to the place in the video, and guess what, my bag was lying in the middle of the road. I then went to the dam. Guess who was there.

I should not even be alive, but bear with me.

When I got there the masked person, Inquisitor, was there. He was somehow able to talk without speaking, if you know what I mean. He said a lot of things. Things that someone who claims to want to help me did not tell me. He then did something that I will not forget. He shot me, three times. I came to about two hours later, soaking wet from the rain, but fine. Healed. I had to throw away the t-shirt, bloodstains are hard to explain. However, he took the camera with him, however, he forgot to check my pockets, because my journal was in there. I know remember more. Some of my research. Also, I have some revenge planned. I think this should work.

At least, I thought thats what I should do. I did one of the rituals from the book, something about a silent hunter that stalks its victims. Guess what, I don't remember the ritual. But I do know something, I don't usually have nosebleeds after coughing.

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Hit the road

I am going to move around for a bit. I thought about this for some time, however, this might be the only thing I can do. I don't eel safe anymore, and I need to start moving, the men in suits are everywhere, I ignored them for a while, however, now they are back, also, I think I moght have some time to figure out what to do about the masked man.

Another thing, I got an email with the first challenge. It works something like this, there is some code in the message, and there are some words in it, the words act as a form of question asking for a specific word.

Anyway, here is the code:
UVdSa2FXTjBaV1F0YVc1bWNtOXRZWFJwYjI0dFkyOXNiR1ZqZEE9PQ==

So stay tuned.

Injury

Alright. I have been doing some thinking. I removed some pills from the bottle and replaced them with other things. I was planning to catch either one of the possible people involved in this, perhaps overpower them and question them. However, it failed. I sent out a tweet as a bait and waited in my room. However I only remember a lot of pain and bright lights as well as the feeling of falling. I woke up the next day with a very nasty headache and my room was completely trashed. The camera is missing and so are the spare pills.

I have no idea what to do now. I feel powerless. I am, essentially, fucked.

There has been some theory discussion recently regarding the "time travel". At first I thought that this was insanity, but considering that I have seen so many strange things, I believe there to meet some merit to it. So we have two time travelers and a missing person, mystery pills and what could be described as MiB. I have no idea ho to proceed now.

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 :)