I'm Done

This is the last time I'll be posting, both here and on my other blog. My best friend was killed in one of the most gruesome manners imaginable. I don't see a point in writing here anymore after this. However, I feel I owe those of you who took interest in my blogs an explanation.

Ted was found in full Slender Man suit deep in the woods near the field where his car was found. He was hanging about halfway up a tree. His intestines had been cut out of his body and tied around his neck, leaving him to sway in the wind when we found him. There was blood all over the ground and base of the tree. An officer later found a small bag that contained several of my best friend's organs laying a bit deeper into the woods.

Someone murdered my best friend. In an inexplicably grotesque way, eerily similar to a Slender Man story. I'm sure you now understand why I no longer feel comfortable posting on any sites dedicated to that story. This site will now stand in memory of the good times I shared with Theodore Lee Stevenson.

If you wish to contact me with any details on the events that could lead to the capture of my best friend's killer, my e-mail address is in my profile.

R.I.P.
Theodore Lee Stevenson
1990 - 2010

Ted's dead. HeIcan't do this right now. Hands are so shaky and i cant think s traight.

Just got a phone call...

Police found Ted's car in the middle of a field on a dirt road between my place and Simon's. The inside was apparently totally trashed, like someone had rummaged it looking for valuables. No sign of Ted, but there are two pairs of footprints in the mud: one back to the road, one heading into the woods nearby.

The police are planning on sending out a search party tomorrow morning. They agreed to let me come along.

Amelia's staying over tonight. I can't be alone with all this going on. I'm terrified. Something's happened to Ted. I'm sure of it... And I'm so scared.

Still no sign of Ted. I reported him missing to the police first thing this morning. I have a terrible feeling about all this.

Admission

Ted's still unaccounted for. It's been over a day now, and absolutely no one knows where he is. I've gotten in touch with everyone I know he might stay with, and not a single friend has heard from him since yesterday morning when Simon watched him leave. While it's perfectly normal for Ted to wander off, it's normally to be with someone he knows and he tends to stay in contact with someone.

If I don't hear from him by tomorrow morning, I'm getting the police involved. This isn't like Ted. He's usually quite reliable, in an unreliable sort of way. I'm truly worried about this. Where I live... Let's just say our region isn't well known for its tolerance of people with Ted's orientation.

So, with all these events going on, I feel like should clear the air for just a moment on the whole stalker business.

It was fake.

It technically didn't start out that way, but that's what it ended up being. Ted decided to pull a very elaborate prank on me, getting Simon to both write up the "For when you face the faceless" note, and paint the ToTheArk mask. Not only that, but the pair were working on a Slender Man costume for the coup de grace.

However, when Ted saw my reaction to the phone call, he fessed up to it. To say I was relieved is an understatement. I still made sure to give him a few bruises for messing with me that much, but it was better than the alternative.

But, the thing is, the prank was getting me Slender Man fan traffic - far more than what Watch This City Burn has had so far. So we decided to roll with it, building the whole thing up as a sort of trailer and proof of concept for what I wanted to do over on WTCB. I figured if I could get fans interested here, show them I had resources and some level of ability at storytelling, I could then redirect them to Watch This City Burn to write the tale I wanted to and then return this blog to its "personal" format.

And now Ted's gone and disappeared on me, in the middle of Bigot Town, USA. I'm going to kill him when he gets home...

MIA

Ted's disappeared.

And not as part as the little game I'd decided to play here on this blog. He's honestly, truly gone. I just got a phone call from Simon. Ted left his house with the freshly made Slender Man costume for our photo shoot at 7:00 this morning. My house is about twenty minutes from Simon's. This means Ted has been "in transit" for over twelve hours. I'm thinking about seriously calling the police now, though Ted has been known to disappear like this every once in awhile. I really hope he turns up soon...

Happenings

I'm currently writing this from Amelia's house. I don't have a timeline of events, I don't know precisely what's going on here. What I do know is this...

At some point, while I was at work, Ted left. Just... gone. He did leave a note behind, on the table, though. Simple stuff: "Staying at Simon's tonight. Can have my leftover pizza." I found the note as soon as I got home, read it, and immediately got on edge. First, Ted never tells me what he's doing. Ever. Still, that isn't what freaked me out (he could've just wanted to let me know because of the Three Days thing). What made me grab a nearby kitchen knife is the fact that someone drew a massive Operator's symbol over the note. I know it wasn't Ted, because he knows how much this prank has gotten to me.

Someone had broken into my home.

I systematically checked every room in the house, and only one was disturbed. No, not mine. Ted's. The place was totally thrashed. I mean, it's normally looks like a natural disaster, but this was different. This was "unknown entity going through shit" trashed. And to make matters worse, I found a fucking SlenderDoll resting on his pillow.

I called the cops, and reported an intrusion. However, since nothing was stolen and the time of the event was unknown, there wasn't a ton they could do. I was livid. Some maniac breaks into my house, messes with my friend's shit, and then gets away with it. Fucker. All the police can do for now is add my subdivision to their patrols, and alert my neighbors to keep an eye out for suspicious activity.

For now, I'm staying at Amelia's for the night. I went ahead and told her what's been going on, and she's willing to let me stay for as long as I need to. It'll probably only be for tonight. I'm not letting some creep run me out of my home. I'm also not letting them come for Amelia by staying with her. I called Ted, made sure he was okay, and he said he'd be back tomorrow so I'll be able to stay at my house with backup.

I just want this shit to end. I don't need this right now. I'm going to catch this asshole, and they're going to pay dearly. Even if it is someone I know. Even if it's Slender Man himself. I'm done playing. Fuck 'em.