Hi, my name is Josie Crumin. I don't like where I work but that's mostly because I don't like where I am in life. Where I am in life is still a question I ask myself daily. I've been having some odd occurrences as of late. I don't know what I expect from being here but I'm hoping maybe I'm not as crazy as people make me out to be.

Friday, October 21, 2011

Truth of it All


Please please please. Someone help please. They destroyed half the building, they've used everything and it just pulls itself together. It won't stop, it just won't die.

Okay, breathe. You guys have to know. I wish someone would come I wish we had SOMEONE to help us. That's stupid, you'll get killed. Don't come, it's awful here. The power if going to kill any minute now to make matters worse.

The Agent is that thing that has been tormenting me. When Gallows and Graves broke in it sauntered forward and I thought they were going to kill him... but it just laughed and welcomed them. Gallows inched closer with his sickle and threatened but it only amused the Agent. Then he mocked and insulted it, I don't know what happened, it just got deeper and deeper into this conversation... I have no idea what they were talking about. Something about the city, about the land.

Gallows yelled something about not knowing anything, for being weak and hiding behind the officers. That he was a pathetic human being. That's when the Agent ripped apart his own skin and revealed who was it really way, just before devouring the skin.

"Not a weak human, my boy. Not like you or her, or even Josie over there. Not hiding either, the King always sends out the Pawns. You are an abandoned Executioner, she the abandoned Knight, Josie here is just a Pawn that you came for. You want to know why dear old MASTER left you? You're looking at it."

That thing said. I started writing down as much as I could... it didn't work out, I kept freezing up whenever it looked at me.

"He ABANDONED you. I claimed this land, it's MINE. It has been MINE for YEARS. You are a PAWN. Like the previous ones He's made, trying to gain back this place. They have all FAILED. My game, He hasn't beat it yet."

"I don't believe shit. Nothing fits together, you're talking out your ass, boyo."

"It all fits. Who do you think investigated your murders? I visited when your mother went missing, my boy. Graves, I was there for when your family had that nasty collision. Josie, I looked into yours parents case. I hid all your evidence, I granted you freedom from a cell when you butchered them. Every single one of you, how do you think you were able to keep out of the cell?" He bowed grinning widely.

Gallows... his eyes could be seen under the flickering light and he looked furious.

"I warned you, I offered you advice, I gave you directions. You know who listened best? Josie, and she's nothing but a back up. A pawn."

"Back up to what?" Gallows spat. 

"Host, my boy. You are the prime candidate. She's got a hefty amount of violence locked up but you've got that spark. I look at her and I see pork, I look at you and I see steak. You're the body for me and if I can't have you I'll use hers till I can."

That rotten fuck said it so casually. I never felt so used until now. I get now what his look meant before, as the Agent... he stared at me like a lion looks a gazelle, looking for the angle to take it down and where to sink its teeth into first. I'm trying not to vomit here...

A few seconds passed and then Gallows attacked and that thing grabbed him so quickly, he broke the sickle in half and threw Gallows to the floor. It held his throat and beat the man but he fought back, he got his legs around him and rolled until they hit a wall. Gallows dragged himself away but that thing grabbed his leg and pulled him back, clawed out and tore off the lower half of Gallows' hood.

It climbed on top of him and pinned him down. That thing held Gallows' head and he started screaming while it cackled that horrible way. Graves attacked with her shovel, whacking it off her partner and pulling him up.

"Who the fuck are you!" Gallows screamed.

That thing pulled itself up, twisting itself around in every inhuman way possible while replying, "Mister Creevey, my boy. Pleased to finally meet you."

I could see Gallows, I never thought fear could ever come to pass. Graves mentioned he's never felt fear before, Gallows even said so. I honestly think this was a first, his reaction was so insecure and violent... he ordered Graves to kill Creevey and they attacked the thing with everything and I mean EVERYTHING. It wouldn't die though. The building was in ruins by the time Gallows bolted the scene with Graves following closely. Creevey on their asses laughing hysterically, it moved like a raptor for fucks sake.

This is crazy. I'm alone in a police station full of corpses. They ran off a few minutes ago and I don't know what to do.

I want to go home and I'm scared the power is going to go out any second now. I kind of hope Gallows and Graves are okay so that they can kill this thing.

The enemy of my 


enemy is my friend.

The power died so I wasn't able to post it. Gallows and Graves got away, I got a nasty email actually stating as much.

Mister Creevey came back after he lost them, I was trying to find someone alive but no one was... he found me and dragged me away by my hair. Shadowed me all the way home, he's been here since. I hate him, I hate him as much as my parents. He keeps mentioning them and I hate him even more for it.

He's right though. I killed my parents when I was younger, it's not something I'm proud of and it brought me a lot of shit with all the foster homes. Worth it, I would have died sooner or later. Survival is a bitch, so Creevey says.

I guess calling him a "he" isn't right but it comes more naturally than "it" and if it's something I won't get beaten over than I'll stick with it.

Also no, he's not inhabiting my body. He's like a leech in my view, doesn't need a body to live on but does need to eat. It was him that left the message on my blog too, tried to give me a "spark" like Gallows, pull out that violence and stuff.

He's not human but he won't say what he is right now. I would expect him to be some monster without much intellect, I think I'm scared more about how much intelligence he has. All that control, he doesn't even care I'm writing this now. It's sad how true that is, he's got me in a corner at the moment and knows it.

He's connected our accounts, I think he just opened his own. I haven't had it in me to see but it sounds like his is public now. I don't want to see or imagine what it would say, hearing him in person is bad enough.

Gallows and Graves, he reads everything. Practically sees everything. If you're going to do something don't involve me or your plans will be blown. With that said please, kill this bastard. Two days and I'm already looking at the razor blade.

Hope the rest of you are having better days, mine are going to be crap for a while it looks like. Will keep updating as long as I'm still alive. =/


  1. oh, he's more then intellectual. hes a fuckin geniuse!
    what planning...what skill.....my god hes been doing years of work just to keep four people out of a cell?

    now this, is somone i want to talk to. not face to face of course. that might be bad for my health.

    hmm. then again. i dont have that much to live for so, who knows right?

  2. Oh my God. Hang in there. You'll find the light somewhere. Just keep holding on.

  3. My, my! Quite a predicament you have there! Hope Mr. Creevey is keeping you good company! Heehee!

  4. Josie, stay strong. You'll figure out something, I'll do what I can to help too. No point in hiding it now, eh? Heh.

  5. Ike, you really don't want to meet him.

    4RinK@ndi, I'm trying. I'm really trying.

    Zero Song, hardly good company.

    Shady, seriously no point anymore. He knows, he's seen our stuff. If I can contact you off the radar I will. Got to watch ourselves for now, I don't want to be on the short end of his fuse again. =/

  6. Please, be safe.
    Just try to be strong.
    Don't give up,
    Never give up.

  7. Thank you, Purple Butterfly 11. I will do my best.

  8. What I wouldn't give for you to have a hero. Is he constantly there, does it sleep? You must have a time to escape. I'm sure there's SOMETHING.

  9. I need no sleep. She has no time, I am always with her and she is always with me.

    She is ours. She is mine.

  10. UUUUUGH!!!!!! I HATE THIS GOD DAMN BODY!!!!!!!!!!