Oh fucking hell, this is it. He's outside,hes fucking outside. How did I not see this coming? Why did i try to ignore it? Bloody shit, I'm dead, arent I? I'm sorry guys, it was my fault you all got involved in this. I'm sorry for not listening and I'm sorry for killing you all. Take care of yourselves.

the talk

TOM EDIT:

Adding a transcript, because Sophie's recorder's a bit rough:

S: Hey, Ava.

A: Hello Sophie. How are you?

S: I'm as good as it gets, I guess. You?

A: Fine.

S: You sure?

A: Positive.

S: Avy. What happened back in the forest?

A: Nothing. I just. . . got a bit lost. It took me a while to find my way out, that's all. A bit embarrassing  So, have we picked the new project idea yet?

S: Not sure. I've been ignoring Tom. Luca and I talk about other things.

A: What did he do to upset you?

S: *A bunch of shit about me being a dick*

 Pause.

S: Ava? You still there?

A: Yeah, I am.

S: ... Ava, I need to ask you something.

A: What would that be?

S: What happened in the woods that day?

A: I already told you, an insect bit-

S: Ava, I’m not buying that. You would have told us as soon as you got out.

A: Sophie, I-

S: Tell me the truth, Ava, I need to know.

A: It’s complicated, Sophie.

S: How complicated can it be?

A: Well-

S: Did you see him or not?

Radio Silence.

You've probably been wondering what happened to Ava during the last couple of days.

So have we.

We hadn't been able to get ahold of her until earlier today. She finally answered one of my texts. As it turns out, some kind of bug bit her while she was out in the woods and she ended up catching a fever. She should be back to school by tomorrow.

Yeah, I'm kinda disappointed, too.

But regardless: Everything's fine. You can all proceed to calm your tits.

Tired of this

Guys.

He is NOT real.

Allow me to repeat.

Not. Real.

Slenderman is a legend, an urban myth, like Bloody Mary, Freddy Krueger, and all the other things that go bump in the night.

Tom, I do agree with you, and with some commenters.

We need to think about this logically.

So, I'll go get proof. I have a camera, I'll go in the woods and take some pictures. Wanna know what we'll get?

Pictures of the woods. Maybe a bird, perhaps a squirrel, but nothing tall, pale, and faceless.

See you all tomorrow.

Nightmares

It's all this project's fault. The nightmares won't go away and they're been plaguing me since after we started.

Nothing's working and this doesn't feel like a game anymore. It wasn't funny in the first place, and it's certainly not funny now...

God damnit.

I knew I should have backed out as soon as he was brought up as the topic. But no, I thought it would be FUN.

I don't know why it didn't stop after I stopped researching...

Sophie.

I've been called a lot of things, young lady, but I've never been called stupid.

Didn't you think I would eventually find the blog?

Whatever. I guess I'll just put it here for people to read.

Also, what's up with blogs that don't have a follow button? Seriously, guys: Activate that shit. It's not easy remembering to check on your blogs every once in a while.