Sorry for the lapse in time. Things have been pretty hectic, I've been having a lot of family issues and problems getting onto my computer and just didn't feel like doing anything productive and found myself thinking I would be better off  running away or admitting myself to the psyche ward.
 I woke up this morning to this being taped to my ceiling. The faceless person in  it looks just like the tall faceless man I keep seeing...
And something I've failed to mention so far is the 29 steps. They are a set of steps that my two friends went into that haven't returned.

I still haven't been able to meet with Robert, he keeps changing locations, never staying in one place for too long, he emailed me recently and told me that he keeps getting finding photos of him on  his laptop that are of him during his day.
Like someone is watching him...
As soon as I can meet up with Robert I want to go check out those steps and to the place this all started...

I noticed with my blog entries they've been very vague and wouldn't be helpful to anyone at all if they to help me.

I've been so stressed and nervous I forgot what I wanted to do.

Interact with any readers and write about what I just seen, what I'm thinking, and about me.

I guess I'll tell you about myself.


    As I said before my name is Joseph. I am not much of a writer, I'm not an outward person at all but I will try my best to write about myself and let you know more of me. I am the type to usually keep to myself and just turn the other cheek.  I have never been one to ask for help or bother anyone else.
I live in a small town of less than 7000 people. I grew up here. Nice friendly and loving community, the only downfall is everyone knows everything about each other. You can't fart without someone across town knowing about it they say.
I grew up poor because we had to get by on social assistance after my father got hurt in the coal mine when the mine collapsed in on him.

    This is an old community and the economy is built on mining. Everyone was a miner, my father, my grandfather, uncles too. They closed the mines though in 1993 due to a mysterious fire that is still bruning to this day with enough coal underground to burn for 100 years or more. Our town celebrates the mining community and if you were a miner or a family member was you have a lot of respect in the community.
The town was also a lookout with several bunkers places along the coastline during WWII and my grandfather left mining to go fight in the war. He got sent back home and was placed as the commanding officer of over soldiers at one of the bunkers. I've already talked about his experience with something beyond his understanding with one of the figures I am now seeing.

    There is an area just outside my town where the incident I had occured, it's known as the 29 steps. It's where my two friends who are currently missing went. The legend in town says that people don't return when they go down there. The only one to ever return spent the rest of their life locked up in the mental ward mumbling about figures in masks and my father told me one day when the nurses went to do their rounds and check on him he was gone. No body has ever been found. No one really dug too deep into it and it was cast aside and forgotten.

      I never got along with many people, I was a troubled child, my teachers worried I was depressed because I never played with the other children, never spoke much and didn't care about my school work. Never had any friends, the people who tried to befriend me I would ignore them. I spent all my time looking at nature and wondering  why I didn't care for people. I was blunt whenever I did speak to people. I got into a fight with a student for picking on a girl because she had a speech problem like me, a lisp. I beat the kid up pretty bad and was facing expulsion so they said I had to see a counselor and psychiatrist and they slapped Schizoid personality disorder on me when I was 15, said I needed meds and therapy.

    The first real friend I made was Robert. We met at the hospital, I was there since I had to see the psychiatrist there and he was waiting on his mother to get off work. He was intimidating to say the least 6'5 skinny and a bit pale. We sparked up a conversation when I noticed he had a book with him labeled "Everything you never wanted to read". It caught my eye and he told me it was full of stories he had found on the internet and wrote himself. He let me take a look and it was filled with creepy stories, things out of the ordinary and just plain weird. I skimmed through a few and passed it back. He gave me his email and ever since then we've become close friends. He introduced me to some other people he knows and we hang out pretty reguarly.

   
    I wish I would wake up and this would all just be a dream

I don't know what I saw

I just took a walk to the store to get some chips to munch on and as I walked home something ran by on the side of the road on all fours. But not like a dog or wolf.
It was all gray and looked like a human except it had a disfigured head, looked like the starchilds head.
I couldn't see much more of it due to the darkness but I think this might be what Robert seen.


It just ran by stopped and looked at me then tilted it's head and turned away and ran off down the road into a yard and behind a house...

I updated the blog and left for some food since I haven't been eating lately and found this in my room taped to my computer monitor.
It reads NO eScAPE. 
It also has a picture on the back of it.

I uploaded the photos I took of them and will show them to you's.

What have I done...

 A lot has been going on since the last update.

I lost my grandmother and all my friends who were with me have gone missing, all except Robert and he's always staying over peoples houses and going on trips to try and not think about whatever is happening to him. He won't tell me. I've noticed some posts by him on my first blog post and when I asked him about it he just said "I don't remember posting that"

My grandmother told me of just a fogy shadow in her bedroom that entwined he and felt like she was going to suffocate to death.
She never said anything else other than she all of a sudden fell asleep. Not passed out. Fell into a calm sleep and woke up the next morning sick. Shortly after she died of heart failure. Natural causes the doctor told us.

I've found papers in my mail box non enveloped that have the same type of weird writing and words like the last one I found.

I got a little handheald camera since my last one somehow died. The only problem is I can't get a video software tool to edit the video so whatevr I record will be un edited until I can find a better camera sinceI can't afford editing software.

I've been seeing the figures I have seen already plus new ones ones that are just plain weird not scary, un nerving and makes me really nervous and unsure what to do. One is a figure that has a box for a head. A pure white box with bloody streaks from the eye holes. No mouth or nose holes and deer antlers sticking out of the top of the box head. No facial features can be seen through the eye holes. No neck can be seen. One really long bloody arm and one normal looking sleek hairless arm with big veins that are very noticable. No shoes just what looks to be black cloth over the feet. Everything else isn't always the same. I seen this figure four times and its shirt and pants have been different every time.

Another figure was a tall figure at least 7-8 feet tall, shirtless skinny and what looked to be pieces of metal about a foot too two feet long on the right hand. Eyes covered with a material that covered both eyes and over the nose.
A white cloth that looked to be covered in blood or paint or both covered his lower body. No shoes, socks, cloth no anything on its feet. This figure looked like it would be human if you took all of this away from him.
What really un nerved me about this one was the sheer volume of its lack of words spoke to me. Whenever it opened its mouth echoed noise. I have not been able to make any sense of it. It sounds like an assortment of random noises. It sent shivers down my spine.

I can't even focus on writing, I can't seem to stop looking over my shoulder, everything is going to hell. I should never of went there. I should of never been so curious. My friends are missing, the only one left is on the brink of breaking down... it's all my fault. I have to fix this, no matter what the cost.

I'll try and update more and post any videos, photos or clues I can find.

-0bservati0ns-

Buried in you...

I found a piece of paper in my room today when I woke up it looks like it says WATCHING YOU and before the YOU it had these weird looks dots and a square and some after it...
Here's a photo sorry for quality i had to use my webcam.

 

 The picture is a bit un nerving to me to say the least. Robert has found similar photos in his house he told me, as well as losing time. He told me a lot today. I thought I was the only one really experiencing this but I guess he is just as bad.

He told me about seeing something while oh raking the leaves in his yard. He described it as an all gray human like figure on all fours except it had a disfigured head. It looked like the starchilds head Robert explained to me and it's hands only had three fingers. It had two claw like talons instead of toes.

He told me in detail of certain features it had. How it's skin looked like it was bruised and had dry blood stains on it's chest.

He told me he ran inside once it turned to him and locked his door and grabbed the biggest knife he could find.

Robert and I haven't gotten together since we first went to the war fort and bunker. I'm not sure either of us should be alone but until we can get together and try and figure this all out we're sitting ducks.

I spoke to the police over the disappearance of my two friends, not much came out of it. I told them my story and why we went out there, and how no one has seen or heard of them since. 

They treated me like I was a kid telling stories. I tried to reason with them and explain to them that something is after me and I showed them the papers left in my house. They seemed very irate and fearful when I mentioned the war fort and bunker and they quickly told me I shouldn't of been there and people go missing there a lot, that not even they can figure out. Something I've failed to mention on here is there are more than I have posted.

There are four or five others as well as weird audio files on my computer that I don't remember putting there.

The cops told me they will do their best finding my two friends and said I shouldn't worry and it's all just stress.

Some how I think they know more then they're letting on.

I spent the weekend trying to gain access to the blog but couldn't, Whenever I tried no matter where and when it didn't work...
No matter what I tried I could not get into my blog until today.

Lots of stuff has been going on, my sleep is at nearly dangerous levels. When I do sleep I have nightmares of the gas masked figure and the tall man with no face...

The pain seems to be getting worse. Or maybe the meds aren't working... maybe im too used to them. Or maybe it's all this stress.

I bought a cane at my doctors orders. It's pretty embarrassing but it helps.

I'm seeing things, hearing things, i'm going insane, I must be. I don't understand anything that's going on.

I have been seeing the gas mask figures more and more, they seem to just stare at me and I notice them in the distance when I am outside or when I look out my window. I am not going to try and go after one like Robert wants to do.

So much for not believing in it. He is now bothered only slightly he says, and only because he found one of his cats on his porch dead and he thinks they did it and are local kids playing terrible pranks and he wants to get to the bottom of it.

I have no intention of doing it. I just want it all to end. 
 
The three posts that happened while I could not access my blog seem to be some code.

I wonder if anyone can help me...

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I think I am slowly going mad, I just laid down to relax and out of the corner of my eye the light in the light bulb left and floated around the room until it went out and my room went dark, then I heard noises sounds so disturbing I can't even describe, I sat up terrified ran to the light switch thinking i was just waking up from a dream or slept walked and turned my light off, when I made it to the light switch there he was, the tall man with the suit and no face, but this time different, his arms were longer his body had what appeared to be tentacles coming from it, frozen in fear I couldn't do anything, as his hand reached for my face I heard more noises... the same as when I seen the creature out my window...
Everything went dark and then it was all over.

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Something else...

 I heard noises an hour ago, I was listening to music with my headphones on and I heard loud noises that have no real source of where they're coming from.

I spotted a 5'5 to 5'8 sized creature outside my window an hour ago and it appears to have its face partially covered in a bloody white tarp and some type of gas mask on. It was wearing boots and a white cloth covered in blood or some red substance. It seemed distorted a little as I looked at it I don't know whether it was a trick of the light or what.
It just stared at me, and I stared back, it's gaze frightened me and made me uneasy.

I ran to get my camera but when I came back it was gone...

Robert has told me he has been seeing similar things but has also been seeing things that look more monster like as well. He has set up cameras to see if he could catch anything but every time he reviews the tapes it is distorted and nothing of any help to what is happening to either of us.

I'll post anything I find out about my two missing friends if I find anything.

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Lost time

Didn't sleep much last night. Felt really cold on and around my bed. Checked the temperature and it read 35C. It couldn't have been because certain areas of my room were really cold and some felt normal, otheres really warm, almost hot to the touch.

I remember feeling the need on going outside. Before I left my apartment I looked at my watch it was 1:31 am. All I remember after that is standing outside with my key to my apartment in my hand and  looking at my watch and it said it was 3:34 Am.

I went back to my room and noticed my cane had been still where it was earlier but it was missing the bottom of it the rubber stopper.

I somehow was absent for 2 hours and 3 minutes and have no clue on what happened to me.

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I just finished showering.
While in there I swore I could hear static, that I seen the shadow of something very tall, that my body felt very heavy  and when I peered out nothing was there. No one, the nose was gone, everything was normal.
I quickly dried myself and got dressed and left the apartment to go for a walk but came home shortly into it out of fear of being watched.

As I walked back to my apartment I heard some noise I turned around and seen nothing, fidgeting I turned back around and went into my home and to my bed, I laid in bed thinking. I turned my back to my door as I usually do and I slept, but as I slept I had dreams. Dreams of me sitting against my wall looking like I was brain dead. Static, discharge, noise, confusion, no where to run, were too late, battle, they challenge... me.
These words were all over my walls in my dream, in no pattern, irregular and in different sizes.

Then I awoke unsure of what to make of any of it, unsure of my sanity.

I also received an email from someone calling themselves Mr.E this is what the email read.

"You shouldn't turn your back to your window so often. It makes it easy to watch you. While you walk I am there. While you sleep I am there. While you breathe I am there. I am everywhere and no where. I know what is after you. You're not the first, nor will you be the last. When the time is right I will contact you again"

I instantly thought this was a joke by Robert since he hasn't been around that much lately after what happened and he thinks it was someone playing a joke on us. He thinks nothing of what happened.

The police are looking for my two friends who are missing and I have to speak to them later this week about everything that has happened.
I am not looking forward to it. I am not looking forward to any of this
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0bservati0ns

Hi, my name is Joseph and I started this blog to have a hard copy of everything I do and say in upcoming months. Some days I might post a lot even in one day, some days I might not post at all. It all relies on if I remember to post and if I can get to a computer.

This blog will follow my life and what has been going on in it lately, it might also have feedback from friends of mine if they wish to come forward and tell their stories.
I'm not much of a writer so don't expect this to be that good.

So I guess I'll start with the beginning.

I heard stories of some creepy haunted place that my parents and the old folk of the town say not to enter, when questioned about it they just say some things are left untocuhed.
I dug deeper and deeper and finally got some answers... apparently it's haunted by some entity or entities that take on the form of your fears.

Local legend tells of stories as far back as WWII, our small town is on a coastline and has a few war fortifications and tunnels underground used to hide soldiers.

My grandfather used to tell me a story of one of his experiences as a soldier from WWII. He told me it every time I had to stay at my grandparents for the night.

This is his story: "My troops and I were in charge of spotting boats, and subs coming into the harbor. The days were boring as usual not much really happened until one day I had to go down into the old bunker too grab some supplies. I walked down to the supply area and what I seen changed my life forever, standing a few feet away from me. The supply area was poorly lit and he was as tall as the lightbulb hanging from the ceiling which was about 8-10 feet in the air. His head tilted sideways, no facial expressions because he didn't have a face. It was like looking at a wall. I struggled to keep myself from blacking out, my line of view got worse and worse and finally noises started. I couldn't tell where they were from or what they were from but the next thing I knew I hit the ground. Something had hit the back of my legs, I peered up and a figure was standing there in a gas mask on, his eyes glowed with a white light. Then I awoke in a hospital."

My grandfather wouldn't tell me anything else and every night before bed he always prayed to God and peered out his window for a good solid hour and then would go to bed holding onto a cross.
My grandfather was a soldier, a hunter and a very courageous man. Whatever he seen or thought he seen terrified him even to this day.

He died recently, his mind wasn't what it used to be. After my grandfathers story and rumors circulating about the area it happened, me and my friends decided to check it out.

I don't believe in the paranormal, spirits, angels or demons. I took my camera and friends with me and we checked the place out.
We thought it was silly and rather funny so we went to the area. It seemed normal, an old beat down war fort and some underground bunkers.

Robert and I made our way into the fort, and two of our other friends went down into the bunker. It felt a little creepy I admit and I made a few jokes on how my grandfather must of been under a lot of stress to even be scared by a place he had to be in everyday. Routine for him. I remember going off to take a piss in another part of the Fort, and I turned the corner he was standing there on the other side of the room. The tall man my grandfather told me about. The room got hazy, I could hear noises and felt my whole body become 100x heavier, I hit the ground the noises got louder and louder, I screamed for Robert but my scream didn't make noise.

Then I heard Roberts voice just barely, he was screaming what the fuck are those, Joseph get up we're going right now. He grabbed a hold of me and drug me out of the fort and threw me into the back of the car and screamed to our two friends to get back to the car. Called their cell phones but static could only be heard.

Next thing I know I woke up in a hospital in pain, a lot of pain and no one had visited me he nurse told me. Not my parents, friends, no one. The doctor told me that I had to stay in the hospital for a few days for tests.

Everything was normal except somehow the lumbar discs in my back and nerve leading to my left leg were damaged beyond repair. My doctor told me what ever happened to me fucked my back and my nerve in my leg. I'm now dealing with chronic pain and have pain medication that helps.

I was never a big sleeper but now it's even worse. I get about 1-3 hours a night.

I checked the footage and it was just as what I seen, but there was another figure, in a Gas mask and a bright glow where the eye sockets were in the Gas mask.

Ever since watching the footage strange things have been happening, very strange things. I've been losing sleep, I'm getting sick a lot, and keep thinking I'm seeing these figures...

I don't know if I am losing my mind but it sure as hell feels like it. My two friends are missing. We left without them. We left them there. I don't understand what's going on but I know Robert and I have to find our two friends

Once I get the footage and stills from the footage uploaded I will post them.

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