Letters

Why is that same goon still following me? Whenever I see the Imitator, and even when I don't see Him, there is always that same goon. Doesn't he have have anyone else to stalk?

Kobalos is banging his head against the wall. He's been acting like that ever since he saw that terrible creature. He was finally getting better. Did I mention how much I hate the boogeyman? I hate Him so much.

I guess I should tell the audience what the letter said. It just told me to be more careful next time. Why would that goon tell me something like that. I can tell that he wrote it because I recognize the handwriting from all the other threatening letters I have recieved from the goon. Oh, and he also wrote that next time, his master might not be easy on me or my friends. Gee, thanks for the warning. It's not like I didn't know that.

I wish Kobalos would stop banging his head on the wall, and coughing...

Shit. Erratic behavior, coughing. That must mean that he is near. That quick? I hope He's not after us. We can't leave now because we just got here, and Nate needs to get more money for gas. Gas is really expensive.

Maybe, just maybe, Kobalos's erratic behavior is due to having seen Him. He tends to have that effect on people. I really hope that's the case. I also hope that Kobalos would stop hurting himself like that. I think Nate is going to stop Kobalos right now.

"Stop it," he tells Kobalos.

Kobalos looks up and immediately stops. Wow, that was quick. "I'm...s..orry," he mumbles.

Now he's just staring at the TV. There's nothing on it, so I turn it on for him. I really wish he would start writing for his blog, but I don't see him doing so in the near future. It is tiring for me to be the only one who writes for this group.

"Hey Nate! Why don't you make a blog?" I ask him in a joking manner.

"I don't see a point," as blunt as always.

Sigh...I hope that our days will get better.

Be Careful of What You Wish For

I guess I should be a bit more careful. A few days ago I noticed that Kobalos was staring intently at the window. Since he normally does that, I ignored it. He just stared and stared and stared. I, finally getting curious and a bit annoyed by his excessive silence, asked him what he was looking at. No answer from him. I looked at the window and the boogey man was there. It looked like he was smiling, taunting me. It was as if He knew. What He knew, I don't know. The Imitator tilted His head and stared.

I quickly yanked Kobalos off the bed. He stumbled for a bit before following my lead. I had to drag him because he wasn't moving fast enough. When I glance back at the window, the boogeyman wasn't there. He just was not there, like he never been there before. I woke up Nate and told him what happened. He told to let it wait for the next day. Well we left the hotel and went to another one.

Uneventful Days

He is still after me. Damn persistent goon. I keep thinking to myself when is he going to catch me?. Maybe it would be better if he caught me. That way, it would be over with. Damn, why the hell did I have to get attached to those two bozos?

We've been laying low for now. Nate is being himself. He does some odd jobs to support us, while I steal food to support us in a very quick way. Kobalos is still in his state of shock, although he does seem like he is getting better. A little by little. He's still not eating right. Honestly, I really hope that him getting better isn't a false hope, and that he doesn't take a turn for the worse. I would hate to spoon feed him.

I wish something much more interesting would happen. It really is starting to boring being on the run and hiding. Hide and Seek. That's the game we're play. Only, if we get caught, we'll die or worse.

I named to doll Anne. She keeps me some company. Especially when the boys are too busy. Nate with working, and Kobalos with sleeping or staring at the wall for twenty or so minutes. He does speak to me a little bit, but most of the time he's by himself. Nate on the other hand can be a little too cold, and he does seem like the loner type. Although, I think he secretly enjoys our company. Well, whatever company we can offer. As they say, "Beggars can't be choosers."

Oh yeah, Early Happy Easter for those who celebrate it.