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.