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.

Merry Christmas?

I'm sorry about the lack of posts, but things are...well, things are wierd right now. I was really counting on snow for Christmas, but I've got absolutely none. I didn't want it just for the fact that I've had a white Christmas every year since I was born, I also wanted snow to test a hypothesis: Slender Man is never depicted or sighted outside in the snow, to the best of my knowledge, so maybe there's something to the 'Slender Man is a tree spirit' theory and he can't be around in the snow, as it represents some sort of death for him.

But there's no way of knowing right now. I fully expect a Christmas with Slendy staring in from outside. I don't have to worry about other people seeing him; the bastard is always invisible to everyone but me. When everyone around me starts to see him, I'll know that he's tired of playing his little game and is coming for me.

At any rate, I haven't heard anything from that asmodeus freak, so I suppose that's a good sign. I have, however, noticed a black four-door Sedan parked outside my house since December began. No one in the neighborhood drives a vehicle like that, and it's always gone in the morning and back by the time I get home from school. I'm probably just paranoid; one of my neighbors could have a visitor. ...a very, very frequent visitor who hates the hours between 6:30 and 3:00.

But, I digress. I'm still looking for the journal. Dom, if you're alive and reading this, please come back. We had a promise for this Christmas, remember? And if the Slender Man is what made you run, I swear we'll find a way to fight him together.

Merry Christmas, all; Nobody, signing off.