Tuesday, August 30, 2011


Blog-jacked by Hypnos again. Dammit. This time, he gave us a date. A sort of ultimatum I guess. Either I (we?) surrender by Friday, or they'll attack us.
You know what. Fuck that, and you. We're ready, and the longer he gives us, the longer we have to prepare for it. Yeah, Hypnos. Come Friday. Waste your men and resources crawling through the net of wards. If you manage that, I would LOVE to get you in range of our lovely assortment of anti-proxy devices. I'm sure you'll have a wonderful time discovering them.
I'm sure you're frustrated that you can't read my mind to figure out what they are exactly. I know you've tried. I felt your miserable presence last night, fumbling with the locks on my mental doors like a child lost in the dark.
You should go back to fighting, Hypnos. Even crippled, you're better at that than this mental game.

Really though. We ARE ready for an attack. There isn't an inch of this place that isn't defensible.
Let's play.

Monday, August 29, 2011

You have until Friday to Decide.

I found you Easily.
I have been Patient.
I have waited Outside
You return this courtesy by Mockery.
You shoot at Us.
You laugh when one is Consumed.
Enough Games.

Come to us.
Or Friday we will come to You.
This is your Choice. 
Make it Soon.

~I Have Spoken~

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

On the edge

The tension in this house is so tight, it could snap any minute. I've been trying to keep my spirits up, trying to tell myself that it's nothing, that Hypnos is..I don't know. He's out there though. It's like I can feel him underneath my skin. Eternity won't put down her sword, not even when she sleeps...And she won't let me out of her sight. I came back downstairs today after my routine session of glaring out an upstairs window to find that she had moved her bed in front of the door and mine to the back corner. The more time I spend around her, the more I think she can sense my moods or something...Just as i went to lie down, I heard a slight creak outside the door... Before I knew it I had my knife out, poised to...kill, defend, who knows. It was just her, though. She has to learn to not sneak up on us paranoid folks...She's taking too many lessons from Skan in that department.

Speaking of Skan, seems like she's on edge too...She walks around with that shotgun even while all three of us are indoors. Note to self: Always announce my presence when walking into a room. Getting blown away by friendly fire is not on my to-do list for this round of existence.

The dreams of the box have stopped. On the very last night I had it, the only strange thing was a black and white mask...As the box disappeared, it appeared..Slowly at first, and very small, but it grew until it was the only thing in my field of vision. It was the only thing I saw the rest of the night. Needless to say, I don't think I slept very well that night..I keep dreaming of my family, though. We're always doing something, hiking, boating, playing football...Just the three of us. I can't feel Hypnos' presence in these dreams like I could the others, so maybe they're just me missing my life..Before father left, before Benny died of sudden cancer, before...before HE came along. Before I made the mistake of a little harmless internet searching that turned into..this.

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Moments of hilarity and confusion

Skan was right, Hypnos' lackeys don't seem very bright. Today all but proves it. I woke up about an hour from sunrise feeling unusually kind, so I figured I would make Eternity and Skan breakfast for whenever they woke up.
I stepped outside for a moment just to clear my head of drowsiness, and what do I see? One of the lackeys, walking straight towards me. I figured the others were in the background, that this was some kind of assault or something. He appeared to be unarmed, but you can never tell with these people.. I slowly backed up towards the door, where I had my handgun stashed. But there was no one with him. He was alone.

At this moment, I went from thinking that we were under attack to thinking that this guy is insane. Does he NOT realize it's still dark, and the Rake likes to prowl around at night? Apparently not. Either he's an idiot, or Hypnos has kept him locked in a box  and conveniently forgot to tell him about The Clawed One.

What happened just after this made my head hurt for hours. The Rake pounced him as he approached the wards. It came out of nowhere like a creature from hell. The lackey immediately went down, the Rake on top of him. In the following flurry of activity I saw an arm go flying off into the woods behind them. I'm not entirely positive about what happened next, but I pretty much blinked and they both disappeared.  The Rake probably dragged him off somewhere. I hope there isn't a body on the perimeter again....

Monday, August 15, 2011

Hypnos is here

Eternity said she saw him yesterday. He really has guts doesn't he, standing out there in the middle of Rake territory.
Well, I saw him today. Staring at the window to the room I just happened to be in. I don't know how he could have known I was in there.

On another note, I had another dream last night. It wasn't anything weird, like the dreams Hypnos likes to plant.
This one was about my father and my brother. My brother died when he was twelve years old, but in this dream...In this dream, he was grown. He looks exactly like I thought he would-The spitting image of my mom.
My father looks the same as the day he left home and never came back.

Yes, if it isn't obvious, my family is gone. All taken by various things-cancer, disappearance, and cancer. I hate cancer.
On second thought I can't post this right now. It'll come later.

Oh and I agree with Eternity-Proxy deathmatch. Take her up on it.

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Dream pillows

Skan was right, they don't keep Hypnos out completely. But, I think they're working. The dream seems fragile, like if I were to take a hammer to the dream itself it would shatter into a million pieces. Things also seem to shift around a lot more. Nothing is solid..Nothing but that damned box. No matter what happens to the rest of the dreamscape, the box is always in the same rough location, and it is always solid.
I keep trying to open it, but nothing has even dented it so far.

On to happier matters. Eternity and Skan are cooking venison out there. I think it's almost done, because the smell coming from the fire is ungodly good.We'll be eating good tonight. :D

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Soon now. All things will come to pass quite soon. Make your decision, Black Hawk.
Friends of Hawk, I urge you not to get in the way. You are not my concern. You belong to others. Do not make it worse for yourselves with your useless interference.

Eternity, you were right in what you saw today.
Too late will come very soon.

~I Have Spoken~

Stop disappearing.

First Shady..And now maybe Lucas. I really hope Mystery and the gang find him before anything else does.
I don't know either of these people beyond their blogs, but if they're against Him, then they're friends of mine. Come back, safe, both of you..

Sometimes, it seems like the pile of crap that happens is never-ending. There really is no rest for the weary in this life. I think I'm starting to understand what my father meant when he used to say that he would rest when he was dead.

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Glass boxes

 There is a glass box in the middle of a desert landscape. I walk towards it. I see people inside. People I know. Eternity, Skan, Mystery (not sure how I know that one..), my best childhood friend, and...one person I didn't know. A teenage boy.

 I try to take control of it at this point. It's sluggish at first, trying to get a grip on my own actions. I've been out of practice for a while. Hypnos stopped coming around my dreams for a while after that incident with the tree. It's a lot more difficult than I remember at first, but then I remember how.

I try to break down a wall with a hammer first. I beat the glass again and again, to no avail. I try to shoot it out, but the bullets rebound and I have to stop. I try fire to melt the glass, but no matter how hot it gets, the glass won't budge. It seems like I try these things for hours, until I am too weary to try again.
And then the laughter comes, and I wake up.

The only way out is through the mask.

Leave them out of this Hypnos. Skan, Mystery, that boy... They haven't done a damn thing to you. Your mission is ME. I'M the one you're after. Not them. I swear to god if you so much as try to come anywhere near them for any reason at all, I'll rip your head off.

Saturday, August 6, 2011

I had almost forgotten what real food was like until we stopped at some random small airport on the way out. Hawk and I have both spent months on the road eating camp food, and apparently it has taken its toll on both of us. Hawk a bit more so than I, but..I think there is something more eating away at him, aside from the lack of food and sleep. I can't place it. Hopefully he will recover some soon. I am shocked to hear myself say this, but I do worry about him. Ever since he met up with Curtis, he has not been completely..here. I hope that it is just the news he received, and not something more sinister that he has not revealed.

Friday, August 5, 2011


It feels so good. To be on board this 'copter right now. No sign of Him, no sign of Hypnos. I can't shake the feeling that there is going to be some serious retaliation for this. I've been on the border of paranoid since we got to the airport. But maybe now it will go away. I hope so. Eternity and I look and feel like hell. We can't thank Skan enough for coming and bailing us out of there. We're looking forward to the possibility of some rest now.

Eternity keeps telling me I should put the gun down. Perhaps I should listen.
Arrived at the airport about three hours ago.. No sign of anything unfriendly yet. We hid in a maintenance shed to avoid being sighted, but I can't shake the feeling that They know where we are.. I hope Skan gets here all right. Hypnos, leave her out of this, got it??

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

That Bastard.

Eternity here. Apparently Hypnos has seen fit to hijack my blog and post his threats there. Hawk has graciously allowed me to join him here, which makes sense anyway seeing as we have no plans to be come separated again in the near future.

How did he do it, is what I want to know. Hawk thinks he may have broken into more than just my external computer, if you follow.

Because I am having the dream now. The man in the wilderness, atop the hill, beckoning. Except this time, he has scars on his hands and neck. As if now, he can no longer hide them.
Yes. That is right. Hypnos was the man in Hawk's dream all along. Which means he likely has access to this blog as well. We apologize for anything he does or says in advance.

That's all for now. Hawk and I need some time to process this new twist. And we'll be leaving as soon as we coordinate with our ride. Your threats are nothing, Hypnos. We will not stay here just because you want us to. We will not fall into your plans like lambs led for slaughter.


The bastard shot me in the foot. Why the foot. If you had a clear shot why not just go for the head and end this?

Also, Skan brought up a really good point. Hypnos? God of dreams? You sure you want to go with that? Might piss off some of your fellow proxy idiots. I know of at least one who seems like they could destroy your world in about five minutes. Arrogant, sick, proxy BASTARD.

If I get the chance I'll rip your head off.