This Will be the Last

I found her, friends. I finally found her. After all the trials and tribulations. After all the searching, I've found her. And now we can finally be together again. All of us. Her whole congregation is here. We are here to help her. To do her bidding. To find more. I will not have time or purpose to post on here anymore, so this is where I end it. I suppose it would be rude of me to not provide an account of the event.

Before I even set out on my journey, I made sure to get the axe I remembered having in the dream to assist me. got to Portland only the day after I made my last post. It took some time to be able to have enough courage to go back to that place after everything that had happened there, but I eventually did. I entered the park and felt almost at home in a strange way. I suppose after going there since I was little, even near death experiences couldn't make me afraid of this place. I decided to take a leisurely walk through the park. Take detours. Visit the witches castle. After all, I didn't know if I would ever come out again. Everything seemed so serene and peaceful. Like the calm before the storm.

Eventually, I stopped stalling and focused on the current objective. I got my bearings and went in what i was pretty sure was the direction of the clearing. I went the wrong way a couple times, but the dreams had helped. I got to the clearing after about an hour of walking around. As in the dream, the tree was closed up. Unlike the dream, I did not freak out. I walked calmly up to the trunk at started chopping at where the hole should be. Everything happened like it had in the dream, Only nobody was in the small room with the candle. I decided they must be hiding. I poised to charge. I did. I got the middle of the room and tripped on something. I still don't know what. With a mouth full of dirt and I don't even know what else, I sat up and saw her standing over me.

She helped me up. She seemed strong for a girl of her age. I got up, dusted off my pants, and felt myself being pulled down. Once I was at her height, she whispered something in my ear. Something I cannot repeat. I'm not allowed to. But it was something that gave me a lot of clarity. I knew what I was meant to do now. I could see now. There were many people in the room with me. My friend. The woman from the store. Even the thing that caused all this from the beginning. Everyone was here and I was no longer afraid of any of them. They all seemed like friends.Like we were all in the same boat. Because we are. We will always be.

So I stay here now, if I'm not assigned something to do. It may seem like a boring lifestyle, but I love doing what I do. We all do. As a final word, I would like to apologize to Mark or anyone else that I may have been helping. Goodbye to you readers. Hope you can join us one day.

And from everyone here,
Stay smiling, friends.

New Approach

I know what I'm supposed to do now. And it came to me in a dream.

I was walking along the pathway I walked along in one of my first dreams. The one in forest park, where I first saw The Slender Man. I'm walking in the same direction I did in that dream. Eventually, I get to the all too familiar clearing. Only this time, the tree is closed up. There is no entrance. So I freak out. I take an axe that I apparently had on my back and just start hacking away at where the hole should be. Eventually, I can see through a small crack I've made. I start working away at that one spot, and eventually there is a hole just big enough for me to fit through.

I push through into an area of almost complete darkness, but I can see a dim light in the distance. I start walking toward the light. I get to the end of the "hallway" and see him standing over her as if to protect her. She's just sitting there drawing on the ground with her finger. I get ready to charge and then wake up.

So I'll do just that. Only, after I poise to charge, I will charge. And I will kill him. I don't care what happened to that other guy. I will save her. We will be together again.

-Casey

New Information

Well, I took Mark's advice and tried to find something about her. I started out with basic physical traits. That yielded nothing but picture of other people having a wonderful time with their little kids. Useless.

I was hopeless. I didn't know what to do. Mark said something about searching her "powers". I don't know what the fuck that even means. I began to get frustrated. So frustrated that Smile asked me what was wrong. I told him. He just shook his head sat in the corner. I can't believe I'm still even keeping him with me. The ungrateful bastard.

I began to smash my keyboard. I typed things that wouldn't give me any results.

"I love you"

"Please come back"

And soon enough I typed, "Girl that you care about, and one day, she vanishes.

I got something.

I got a link to another blog. A blog about a man who cannot get over his slightly pedophelic tendencies. A man who has a friend who needs help. His friend has been driven insane trying to find a little girl who she lost. This little girl was taken by police. She was given to him. He instantly loved her. Just like I did. His friend came back and tried to get the girl. She was apprehended. He kept taking care of her. She whispered to him. He was hers forever.

-Casey