I started tracking one of them yesterday. I used my gift to zone in on its location and I followed it, while it followed a woman around town.
It takes the form of a little boy, this monster. It was stalking a woman around the city, and it got harder and harder to keep up with it. Between the pain in my mind and the unearthly cold this thing radiates, it nearly shook me off. Luckily, my power was working perfectly today.
That poor woman seemed so alone. I wanted to reach out to her, to help her, but I know that if I had done that then all of my recon today would have been for nothing.
I'm still stymied by one detail though. I know how to find them, I know how to hide from them, but it's clear that these things are beyond humanity. How do I kill something like that? This requires more research.
The hunt is on, you little blue fucker.
Friday, May 29, 2015
Wednesday, May 27, 2015
The Harsh Lesson
Here's the thing. I know I'm not the only one who sees them. I know this. I've seen proof of it in real life, and I've seen a few other blogs detailing encounters with creatures similar to if not identical to the ones I've seen.
As far as I can tell, though, I'm still the only one who can -feel- them. I know they're coming before they get here. I can sense them. Over the past few months, I've turned the pain that I feel when they're around into an early-warning system of sorts, allowing us to escape a holdout long before they arrive. With practice, I've been able to hone this sense to a level allowing me to pick them out of a crowd, to search for them across distances if needed.
It comes at a price, of course. Using this ability, willful or not, hurts. God, it hurts. I'm pretty sure that, even if I never see those bastards again, I've lowered my life expectancy by at least a decade at this point.
When they do come near enough for me to see them by conventional means, of course, they never see me. I'm invisible, inaudible. It's more than simple invisibility, it's like I don't exist. Like they can't perceive me at all. Like I'm not even there. A feeling I'm almost used to from humans as well.
I knew this and I thought, with all the training I've done, with all the precautions we took, moving from one place to another constantly...I thought we'd be safe. I thought I could keep us safe. I thought I could keep her safe.
I was so wrong. They found us, and I wasn't ready. The pain crippled me, again, and I sat there and I hid and I watched what they did and I FELT WHAT THEY DID TO HER. I felt it in my mind, in my bones, in my SOUL, and I just SAT THERE AND WATCHED.
This...curse, this power I've been given. It was given to me for a reason, and I abused it. I misused it. I hid from the monsters, I hid from the Fear, and I tried to be selfish. For that, I was punished. But punishment is meaningless without a lesson to be learned, and I learned my lesson.
See...I can find them now. I can hide from them forever, but they can't hide from ME.
As far as I can tell, though, I'm still the only one who can -feel- them. I know they're coming before they get here. I can sense them. Over the past few months, I've turned the pain that I feel when they're around into an early-warning system of sorts, allowing us to escape a holdout long before they arrive. With practice, I've been able to hone this sense to a level allowing me to pick them out of a crowd, to search for them across distances if needed.
It comes at a price, of course. Using this ability, willful or not, hurts. God, it hurts. I'm pretty sure that, even if I never see those bastards again, I've lowered my life expectancy by at least a decade at this point.
When they do come near enough for me to see them by conventional means, of course, they never see me. I'm invisible, inaudible. It's more than simple invisibility, it's like I don't exist. Like they can't perceive me at all. Like I'm not even there. A feeling I'm almost used to from humans as well.
I knew this and I thought, with all the training I've done, with all the precautions we took, moving from one place to another constantly...I thought we'd be safe. I thought I could keep us safe. I thought I could keep her safe.
I was so wrong. They found us, and I wasn't ready. The pain crippled me, again, and I sat there and I hid and I watched what they did and I FELT WHAT THEY DID TO HER. I felt it in my mind, in my bones, in my SOUL, and I just SAT THERE AND WATCHED.
This...curse, this power I've been given. It was given to me for a reason, and I abused it. I misused it. I hid from the monsters, I hid from the Fear, and I tried to be selfish. For that, I was punished. But punishment is meaningless without a lesson to be learned, and I learned my lesson.
See...I can find them now. I can hide from them forever, but they can't hide from ME.
Alone.
I know she never really loved me. I'm not a complete fool. But I kept her safe and she repaid me with...kindness. We had a decent relationship as far as it went.
We stayed on the run for as long as we could, and I learned how to use my...power, for lack of a better term to try and keep us safe. But we got sloppy. I got sloppy. Overconfident. I never expected they'd use proxies.
I really should get more up to date with all of this...I've done a bit of research, though she convinced me fairly quickly to abandon my own blog. But now she's dead, and here I am. Running. Alone again.
We stayed on the run for as long as we could, and I learned how to use my...power, for lack of a better term to try and keep us safe. But we got sloppy. I got sloppy. Overconfident. I never expected they'd use proxies.
I really should get more up to date with all of this...I've done a bit of research, though she convinced me fairly quickly to abandon my own blog. But now she's dead, and here I am. Running. Alone again.
Wednesday, May 20, 2015
Friday, October 31, 2014
Running
So now I suppose we're mostly caught up. I spent a few days hiding in my home, trying not to see them, to block out the pain. I had a bit of a breakdown and started this blog. I'm sure you remember that. That's pretty much all I did for a while. Hide and update this blog.
Until Sam showed up at my front door a couple of weeks ago. Completely unexpected, since I don't recall having given anyone in the group my address or even what area of town I lived in. She said that she had used my blog to track me down, something about IP addresses or something. I'll buy it for now. I don't really know computers that well.
She said that we were in danger, that she had to go on the run, that Eli was dead and Pete was gone and that I was the only one who could protect her, the only one who could keep her safe from Them.
We've been on the run since. I'm posting this blog from a motel room in the middle of nowhere. And of course, the weird shit just keeps coming.
Until Sam showed up at my front door a couple of weeks ago. Completely unexpected, since I don't recall having given anyone in the group my address or even what area of town I lived in. She said that she had used my blog to track me down, something about IP addresses or something. I'll buy it for now. I don't really know computers that well.
She said that we were in danger, that she had to go on the run, that Eli was dead and Pete was gone and that I was the only one who could protect her, the only one who could keep her safe from Them.
We've been on the run since. I'm posting this blog from a motel room in the middle of nowhere. And of course, the weird shit just keeps coming.
Monday, October 27, 2014
Sacrificed
Gary threw his life away to save us, and I just sat there and watched him die. I watched as that creature tore into him, its teeth wet and red with blood, hunks of gore visible as it chewed. Something happened then, something I haven't been able to figure out fully, which is saying something given everything that has happened.
It looked up, it's face bare before me, and it looked in my direction, but it didn't look -at- me. It looked -through- me. That's when I realized it couldn't see me. I don't know why, but this thing was looking around the room, sniffing the air, but it couldn't see me sitting there nearly paralyzed with fear and staring at it.
It stood then, hunched over and growling, and began to prowl around the room. It sniffed around again as it did, like it was looking for something, and I wasn't going to give it the chance to find me. I stood, slowly, and backed out of the basement, keeping the thing in sight as I did, and when only when I topped the stairs did I turn around and run.
I ran all the way back to my home, shut the door, bolted it, and cowered in a corner. I sat there for what seemed like forever, not moving, trying desperately not to think. It was all I could do.
It looked up, it's face bare before me, and it looked in my direction, but it didn't look -at- me. It looked -through- me. That's when I realized it couldn't see me. I don't know why, but this thing was looking around the room, sniffing the air, but it couldn't see me sitting there nearly paralyzed with fear and staring at it.
It stood then, hunched over and growling, and began to prowl around the room. It sniffed around again as it did, like it was looking for something, and I wasn't going to give it the chance to find me. I stood, slowly, and backed out of the basement, keeping the thing in sight as I did, and when only when I topped the stairs did I turn around and run.
I ran all the way back to my home, shut the door, bolted it, and cowered in a corner. I sat there for what seemed like forever, not moving, trying desperately not to think. It was all I could do.
Tuesday, October 21, 2014
Absence
It has been nearly a week since my last post. I promise, I won't let this story go unfinished, especially given where I've left it at this point but...something's come up.
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I'll give more details on that when I can, but know that things are seriously fucked up right now and I'm not sure how much time I have.
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They're coming. The pain just flared up, and it's getting hard to type. More later, if I survive.
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I'll give more details on that when I can, but know that things are seriously fucked up right now and I'm not sure how much time I have.
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They're coming. The pain just flared up, and it's getting hard to type. More later, if I survive.
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