Alright so, it's come to my attention that a lot of teens seem to have a problem. A big one at that. It's a rising epidemic, especially as of late. It effects teens the most it seems. What am I talking about? It's not depression. It's not bulimia, or anorexia. No, it's none of those things.
What I'm talking about is teens gaining supernatural stalkers. It's a big problem lately. Many teens have been attracting the attention of some rather unsavory individuals.
A few examples:
Opal Everett: Relatively new to what runners and servants alike have dubbed "The Great Game". She falls under the runner category, given the fact that she is being chased by....The Black Dog. My heart goes out to this girl, really it does. Because dogs in general scare the living daylights out of me. So the Black Dog is a creature that would haunt my very nightmares if I actually chose to get a decent amount of sleep. Opal welcome to the game. I wish you the best of luck in overcoming your secret and by proxy, the Black Dog.
Skye Radke: This poor fellow isn't exactly new to "The Great Game", nor is he a veteran, having become a runner a little under a year ago. The kid is a Schizo, with a split personality that has violent tendencies, and he is being chased by a tall business man.....with no face.....and tentacles, that goes by the name Slenderman. If that wasn't bad enough, he may have another stalker, this one with a large smile. While it is not clear if The Smiling Man is chasing Skye or if he is chasing his proxy girlfriend, it has still caused him trouble. So I wish you the best of luck Skye, try not to attract any more Fears, yeah?
Tori Francis: The Proxy girlfriend mentioned above. She by far has been apart of "The Great Game" longer than anyone on this small list. She has been through a great deal of trauma, but still somehow retains her sanity. Well some of it anyways. She serves the Slenderman as a medic, and may or may not be on Smiley's hit list. You have my respect Tori for just surviving as long as you have. I wish you the best of luck in protecting your runner boyfriend and the undead little girl now within your care.
That's only a few examples, there are countless others, and the number grows each day. Then again, there is not much that can be done about it.
On to the other news, I spoke with Jordanne today. Well, I tried to. I had planned to speak to her during lunch to ask her about the strange event from the other night, and the pills she had given me. But she just handed me a note and walked away. The note only said "Not here, tonight same location" With an address and a time written on it. The location was the same street that I had encountered the horrible plague doctor creature she had called "49".
I will be going there tonight, despite everything in my head telling me not to. I'll post again soon with the details of whatever happens at this meeting.
