Friday, March 29, 2013

i have a plan. I don't know how far this will get me, but it's one sttep closer to being done with all of this. or at least more comfortable

i need a better place anyway. its too cold here.

Thursday, March 28, 2013

Notes

The notes I got from Stacy's grandmotherr. They appear to be made by Adam, as they match up with the drawings in the journal. And, well, because there's a note from stacy right on the back of one of theemm.


Austin - These are Adam's. He wanted me to have them.
The shadow says you should have them.
Austin don't try (t)o fight
Just run(?)

Adam gave these to sSTacy but the shadow wanted me to have them? Why did he give these to her in the first place? why would he get HEr involved? unlessS he gave them to her before he died? i don't know




This doesn't really help me aat alL. honestly its just pissing me off further. why is this getting more and more complicated and cryptic with every fucking new "clue" i FINd? why can't I just get a straight answer for ocne? i just want this to be over. i want to be home. I want to be home in my bed and not in this freezing building. i want adam to be alive and i want to still be friends with him and I want stacY to be alive too. why cant it just go back? please.
im not even sure being alive is worth it anymore. 

that is stacy's house. whether her grandmother lives there now or not, that is her house and there are things that stacy owned in that house. There have to be things that she had that are related to this. She might even have something of Adam's. I need to get into that house. but i cant as long as her grandmother is there.

i need a plan.

Wednesday, March 27, 2013


WenT to Stacy's house. complication. I have the notes though. I'll do what I can for now.

Monday, March 25, 2013

Hiding Out

it's pretty cold here. might even snow, not sure. sorRY I haven't updated much in the past couple of days. I try to use this thing as little as possible so I don't run down the batter.yy. haven'T been doing much of anything. Still going through that journal a bit. It's filled with drawings from Adam. Some make sense and are helping me PIece the puzzle together but some just don't make any sense or are indecipherable. also this thing doesn't have a usb port that I can use, so this flash drive is worthless to me right now. there's probably nothing super important on it, like always.

so about the pills. I really need some. I had them for headaches and nausea a year ago, but after a while, they developed another purpose. they kind of kept me.. steady. Not sure how that came about, but it did. I just know that I need them or things are going to get bad. i can't go back to the motel to get them. 1, they've probably cleaned the room out anyway and 2, no. just no. Not going anywhere that thing has been seen at. it's bad enough I have this drawing on the wall. the shadow is here. in this room. but I can't leave. I have to stay here for a while. at least until I figure out my plan in its entirety.

I came here for a reason. this is where ADam hid when he disappeared, before he killed himself. it's just some abandoned garage down the street from his house. nobody bothered to check. but this is it. I'm right where he was. but i know what I'm doing. across the road is stacy's house. well its her grandmothers house but she moved in last year. its where that video of her came from. they're not done with me, they didn't take her. she has to still be there. and Im gonna TALk to her. she has to know something. at the very least she has pills. adam did, i did, she has to as well. whatever happens, I need to get into contact with her again. just need to think of exactly what to say.

Friday, March 22, 2013


after I left the other night. had some issues. it'll be fine.

Thursday, March 21, 2013

ran all night. didn't sleep. there have been some complications. think i found a good place to hole up for now.  pretty cold. had my camera on most of the way. will update later.

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

ITS HERE ITS OUTSIDE THE WINDOW IT FOUND ME I HAVE TO LEAVE

GETTING MY BACKPACK AND RUNNING