Ellie

I can't believe her. This could help find Dom, but she'd rather sit on it!

Ellie has been hanging around my house since I met her at the park. I think the neighbors are starting to get suspicious, since she hangs around until my parents pull in, then leaves out the back, but I have biggerr fish to fry than nosy neighbors:

Ellie doesn't want me to post any of Dom's journal on the blog. I know there's something in there that points to where she is, but I can't figure any of the clues out on my own. She knows that, but she doesn't seem to give a rat's ass about it. I asked her why, but she wouldn't tell me anything other than "It wouldn't be wise."

Does she really think I give a fuck as to whether or not it's wise? The snow is melting. Unless Slendy's been messing with me all winter, then he's not going to do his little Slenderwalking while the ground is white. Now would be the time to go looking for Dom, when the only thing we have to worry about is the occasional Proxy, who aren't exactly hard to see coming.

The last snowfall we had was earlier this week, and most of it melted immediately. The majority of the lawns on my street are green and brown, though because of the shadow my house casts and the tall trees in the back yard, my house is still essentially surrounded by snow. I'm safe for now, but that doesn't mean a Proxy won't get tired of my 'camping' and breaking in. Tim got into Jay's room, after all.

I just don't understand. Ellie talks about Dom as if they were best friends for the short time they were running together, but she doesn't want her to be found? Dom's journal closed the books on asmodeus (Proxy), but she maintained until her last entry that Ellie was a friend. A friend with a gun and a hatred of Proxies, no less.

Fuck this. I'm too tired to deal with this right now. I need sleep.

Nobody, signing out.