East coast

Gallows insisted we stop at Dia's home on our travels across the East Coast. He had said it would be a good rest stop, even he is not so moronic to believe such things. It is one of the worst places, not because of the town but the Fears and our previous employer swim around the location. I am not so easily fooled, he wished to wait and see if his Dia would return. Over the course of a few days he realized she would not.

My companion found the letters he had sent her, unopened and layered in dust already. On the third day he visited her bedroom and lifted the sheet that covered the heart on the wall made in blood. It was missing, cut out from its very spot.

Gallows turned to me and his eyes smiled. No words were needed, he twirled his scythe and left the house with a skip to his step.

We continued moving along the East Coast and had a run in with the persistent ex officer. LeCroix fired a bullet aimed for Gallows' forehead, my shovel managed to deflect it. This woman is taxing, I teleport to her position and deliver blows that would cripple a man. LeCroix wills herself to stand and pushes human boundaries by adapting to my teleportation. I cannot repeat my attacks, she memorizes them on the first go and is able to counter alarmingly well. LeCroix's endurance is something her enemies should be wary of, not the wild look in her amber eyes.

There are only a few I've found capable of enduring myself in combat. I do not say that arrogantly but out of experience. My bones do not break as easily as Gallows. Neither do hers. I was forced to dislocate her shoulder, pin her beneath my boot, and knock her unconscious to cease her attacking. That was only after we were locked in combat for nearly ten minutes, neither of us to the point of exhaustion. It had to end before fatigue even began. Even her human head could not hand a blow from my shovel.

Gallows does not understand the severity of the situation when it comes to the ex officer. She has slain our fellow proxies that chase us, ones we miss. It isn't a simple lucky streak. He does not understand she's trained in combat to the fullest extent. On numerous accounts she should have been within the hospital, instead she stitches herself back together and continues pursuing us.

I have not allowed this woman to get close enough to Gallows, despite his displeasure. She would surely break a bone or two and we cannot afford that. I have taken a number of bullets from this one. My companion may not acknowledge her as such but the truth of the matter is she is a threat.

Onto another threat, Mister Creevey. The amount of emails we have received is alarming. It is similar to a poltergeist growing progressively more aggressive. I informed Gallows being on the East Coast is a poor idea. We know he is coming for Josie, who is still present with Shady in New Jersey. We are too close for comfort to the region at the moment. He continues not to care or listen to my logic and insists he knows what he is doing.

We have come to a city which will remain anonymous. It has been quiet here so far, a few occasional proxies but not as many as before. LeCroix has yet to be able to find us. This city is large and neighbors a few others as well as some towns. It is a good place to seek cover for the moment, but I do not trust us within such close distance to that girl.

It seems from Shady's post she has begun receiving messages from Mister Creevey, after refusing to relinquish her hold on Josie. The girl apparently is also receiving emails in a similar fashion to us. Their odds are not good, I expect a gory demise.

Gallows has been going out on his own, not just for food either. I cannot leave for obvious reasons, a disguise doesn't help when one's face is scarred beyond repair. I remain in this vacant location patiently or follow from a distance. He met a woman and began talking to her casually. It is a curious situation in regards to the woman, he has yet to kill her. I am assuming he needs a distraction beyond murder while we are taking refuge here. He has continued to cross her path, both accidentally and on purpose since we have arrived.


I have taken out any proxies in the vicinity to him, otherwise we remain illusive to them to not give away our position. The sooner we return to our blackened city, the better.

~Graves

Skipping across the country!

Got a nice surprise, a lady really wants me. DEAD. EHEHEHEH!!! LeCroix is one meaaaaaan bitch. Knows how to pull a trigger. Graves nearly let a shot pass on by her, almost got me a ticket straight to hell! I hate this girl but she's so much fun. She's so mad at me, eheheh! Guess she really loved that uncle of hers. Don't she know that she can still love him? All she has to do it stitch him up, he'll be whole again.




I tried to tell her that and she shot me. Hehehe, set Graves off that it did, dumb bitch. Couldn't match teleportation cause she can't teleport! Scary thing though kiddies, this chick is strong. Caught Graves' shovel and fought her for it. Got it and even cracked Graves in the head with it, eheheheh!!! Knocked that hankie right off her face. LeCroix was on her back a second later, unconscious with a sprained arm and almost a broken neck. ;)




If looks could kill, am I right or am I right? Graves ain't amused by this one. Don't like the girlie one bit. I guess she just isn't used to having a challenge. How can some chick bring her a challenge, I don't know. It's fun, they fight mercilessly when LeCroix catches up.




Uh oh, bitch. You're a bit behind now. Last one beat ya down a bit, huh? Hurry the fuck up! FIND ME FIND ME FIND ME! I ain't done with ya yet. Eheheheheheh!!!




How are y'all? Good? GOODIE! I don't give a fuck! How many people died since I last was here? A lot? I HOPE SO! Dia ran off, boo. Gotta find her sometime, our last visit was so much fun~
JOSIE! Giiiiirl, you know you can't hide there forever. I got a nice letter from Mister Creevey, don't think he's in the city no more. Guess who is number one on the list? YOU. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, YOU'RE GONNA DIE! With that Lady of yours too, hehehehe. ALL HER PEOPLE. Ahhh~
Graves doesn't like me mentioning it. Thinks it's not a good thing. It's a GREAT thing if you all get killed, she's the crazy one.




We've been running still, no idea where we are. Some place named Texas, it's really hot. I like it. Found a pretty girl, cut her open and took something precious. Peeled her skin off, she looks a lot prettier now. Dia would look pretty like this. HELL, she's pretty already! :)
Some people are missing from Texas, Graves mentioned I shouldn't leave things out in the open. LeCroix and Mister Creevey will hunt us all the faster. Such a bore she is, doesn't get that's the thrill of it!




Oh well. We ended up in this wide open space under the sun. Desert terrain, weren't a lotta cars around. Hot as hell though, cooked some of the flesh and organs I harvested on the side of the highway in my boxers. That was fun. Pretty nice tan~ eheheheh!! Half of it is sunburn.
Snakes taste good too, found a couple of em and pissed em off. They cook real good. STIR FRY ANYONE?




Graves wants us to keep going west. So I'm gonna make us go east. She ain't happy about it but no fucks are given. Maybe we'll visit a beach, lots of people go to beaches. Never seen an ocean before, wonder how seafood tastes. Ya know, killing people in the sea. EHEHEHEH!!! I'm a riot.




~Gallows

Weeeeeeeeeell...

SHIT HAS BEEN CRAAAAAZY, MOTHAFUCKAS.


I heard some black guy say that. This world is pretty crazy still though. Eheheheh!!! I LIKE IT! Graves don't trust a damn thing but that ain't any different from normal.


Oh yeah, haven't been around much have I? Eheheheh. I know y'all missed me. How could you not???
Been busy, what can I say? Ain't got access to these computers like I did back home. Hell, those computer stores don't got ones that are even on for internet access! Useless people. Those cafes are useful that have em, we get kicked out before I can even get on here.


Updating you guys wasn't a priority. I'll be nice and run ya through the last couple months.


Fright Night was the best thing!!! TheAdvocate sure knows how to throw a party~ there was lots of blood and fire. He sure knows how to make a guy swoon. Platonically, course. We all know Dia has been winning me over, eheheheh!! Ain't that right baby? Aw yeah, we had us a good time during Fright Night. Mighty fine dancer even when drugged. That was later though, came after watching Josie stumble into EVERY SINGLE TRAP cause she's so clumsy. Ain't that right, girlie? Eheheheh!!! It was so good to see Ferus again, he's a nice guy. ;)
Shady threw a fit. We had a bit of a dance all our selves. Good ole fashion stand off. That made me giddy. Lass didn't even fuckin flinch! Just means I gotta work a little harder.



There was cutting and dancing, innuendo too~ oh don't be shy, Dia. You weren't shy back at the house. She has a nice room. Me and Graves were fortunate enough to force em to let us stay. By em I mean Shady and Josie were with our Dia. Ya know what it's like to be in a house with four women? WONDERFUL! Graves is a servant, Josie cowers if I look at her, Shady tries to stab me, and the love of my life does everything and more!! Y'all know what I mean there. ;)



We did the horizontal monster mash, gave her some nice little marks to remember me by. <3
Course Ferus had to come by the next day and ruin it. Come on, man. I was just telling ya how happy I was and ya gotta get all serious. No fun~ eheheheh who am I kidding? That was loads of fun! No hard feelings there, boyo. Gotta do what ya gotta do. Gotta give ya props, Graves came back without a scratch. Dunno what happened but glad it ain't bad. OR AM I? COME ON, A LITTLE FUCKIN BRUTALITY WOULD HAVE BEEN GREAT. Did more damage to the house. Eheheheh no complainants though, boyo.



Blew up a chunk of Dia's town, eheheh. That was fun. Killed a chief of police and a bunch of his officers. Here's the kicker, his niece is now chasing us. She gets pretty close before we slip away. Chick's name is LeCroix, don't think she knows about this blog stuff yet. EHEHEH!!!!! SHE'S SO MAD. "Oh you killed my uncle! BOO HOO!!!" AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
Fuck her.


Gonna see how far she's willing to go. :)


Been running since Dia's. The bald fucker keeps popping up, trying to kill us. Graves says it's because we left our jurisdiction. Shit on that, I say. Running from my boss, his bitches, Mister Creevey says he's going to leave to come out here and play. IT'S SO ANNOYING AND FUN. I CAN'T DECIDE WHICH I FEEL MORE STRONGLY. Killed so many bitches it ain't even funny. Wait, course it is! AHAHAHAHAHA!!!!


We've been hopping around to say the least. Dunno where to go in the world, just keep switching towns and cities. Got nowhere to go. Least the grub is good. So many people to eat. I got my handy cooler here and I love the thing. Mighty fine use of science right here!!




Dia, will you ever be able to forgive me? Ah, hell who am I kidding? Burning down a lot of your town was FUN! I'll bring flowers. Girlies like flowers, ya? We'll have a date. I'll take ya out and we can catch us a live one for dinner. I'll show ya how to gut and harvest long pig, babe. Cooking it just right too and all that fun stuff. We'll have a good time. <3



I find it easier to kill everyone in these cafes or stores to use the computer. Beats getting yelled at. "You can't bring that thing in here!" one chick said pointing at my scythe. I laughed at her stupidity for trying to tell ME what to do. Cut her in two, Graves locked the door and shut the blinds. We had a murder party. I pretended to ice skate across the bloody floors, it was really fun~


Well we can hear the sirens coming now. Gotta run. Till next time! ;)


~Gallows

No more waiting

Mister Creevey broke through whatever was keeping him out. He removed himself from the girl's body and dragged her by the hair up the hill to us. I took aim with the hunting rifle and fired, it yielded little to no results. He would pause and look where he was hit at first before cackling.

Once closer to our establishment he flung the girl through the front door and into the staircase. I could hear Josie crying as she tried to pull herself to a stand and failed, she no doubt broke a rib or two. Loading up the rifle I had hooked it over my shoulder and picked up the double barrel shotgun, Gallows was nowhere to be seen and it was alarming. I went to search for him before Mister Creevey could enter the establishment; passing the staircase I fired a round into the creatures chest which successfully knocked him back a great deal.


I turned onto Josie and handed her a police issued handgun, just one of our many victims. I instructed she flee upstairs and either hide somewhere thick and padded, due to gunfire, or escaped out one of the second story windows. The girl crawled up the stairs and turned onto Mister Creevey and fired again once reloaded, successfully furthering him from the house.

I called for Gallows but he did not answer verbally. From the roof he jumped cackling and tackled Mister Creevey to the ground as his cushion against the fall. No longer holding his sickle he was instead using a farmers scythe. He brought it deep into Mister Creevey's chest and cut vertically as he hopped away and spun laughing.


Mister Creevey attempted to get up but Gallows spun once more, this time catching our enemy horizontally across the chest. Twirling the scythe he brought it down upon the head of our enemy and grinned widely with maniac glee. Gallows tore the scythe from the creatures head and stepped back to the doorway where I stood ready. Mister Creevey laid motionless.


I glanced to my partner who was frowning once again. His pleasure for bringing harm to others, for murder and mayhem was back. Not quite back to his normal mindset but enough for now. I'm interested as to what changed it, I'm considering he finally read what has been posted since Mister Creevey revealed himself. The Shady Lady, your information was incredibly useful. To have Dia worrying over him I believe assisted, he dislikes it when his prey frets about him and not their own survival.

It was not that easy, however. Mister Creevey's body convulsed and the wounds pulled themselves together layer by layer. Inhumanly he arched upon the ground and twisted before waking up and hopping to his feet. That maddening grin was back, "Want to try again?"


I shoved past Gallows as Mister Creevey lunged, the creatures sharp hands sunk into my shoulder but the double barrel shotgun was digging into his torso with my finger on the trigger. Gallows reached over and pulled my arm and fired it for me, once more Mister Creevey was separated from us. He straightened and attacked once more with more force, Gallows used his scythe as a shield but the wood split in half as he was flung back inside. Mister Creevey kicked me into the door frame, I dodged his swipe and slammed screen door on his hand.


"I'm going to the shed." Gallows growled as he threw aside the useless half of the scythe and ran off. I reloaded and turned to the door only to find the creature gone.


Screaming arose upstairs followed by the same cackling the beast makes. I ran up the stairs and found it was coming from the barely intact third level. Josie ran above me and the creature followed after. I took aim as she passed over and fired when Mister Creevey came, his chest was hit and the hole the shot made swallowed up his leg. He pushed on the floor to pull himself loose but I fired again which made another hole directly next to the creature, he fell to the second floor before me. I cracked the butt of the shotgun against its skull, the force would have snapped a humans neck but the odd angle its head was twisted at meant nothing, there was no crack of the neck.


I ran in Josie's direction and came to the large hole in the floor. She was looking down it uneasily trying to find another way across. I told the girl to jump, she hesitated but did so and I caught her before tossing her across the hole that was on the second floor as well. I jumped in pursuit whilst Mister Creevey chased.

There was a small object that flew up and landed on the opposite side of the hole, it rolled and stopped the creature in its place. Looking curious at it until it slowed in its rotations.


"Grenade!" Wood and plaster from the walls blew apart in all directions. Gallows hysterical laughter echoing from below as he waved the scythe around the new hole in the building. "Give me a lift, girlie!" 


I hurried over and grabbed the neck of the scythe, successfully pulling him up as well. Sweat beaded down the side of his face, the black face paint smudged even more so from sweat. He had his torn jacket through his belt and a new one wrapped around his waist. Gallows has a thing for prancing around the property shirtless.


He grinned and walked past me to Josie cowering against the wall with the gun aimed poorly at him. Gallows leaned over the gun and flicked her double pierced eyebrow once, "Ya know, I'd love to rip out every piercing ya got but we've got something more important to do. So you're gonna be a good girl and stop aiming that gun at me. You're gonna use that fun thing on Mister Creevey over there and we're gonna kill our common problem. Maybe if you do a good job in helping I'll let ya walk away from this all so you won't have to spend eternity with your parents in hell. Capiche?"

Josie's face contorted from fear to anger at the drop of her parents. She slapped Gallows across the face with enough force to knock him into the opposite wall. He looked grimly at her but the girl had spunk. She closed the proximity between them and held the gun to the side of his head while leaning down, looking him straight in the eyes. I pressed the barrel of the shotgun to the base of her spine as a silent warning. She didn't bat a lash. "Don't talk about what you don't know. It could get you killed." She said to him and pulled away from us both.

Gallows grinned once more and glanced my way from the corners of his eyes before back at Josie. Looking past me to the smoke filled hallway we could vaguely see Mister Creevey sprouting a new arm and speaking unnaturally.

We went to the skinny staircase on the other side of the house that led into a closet on the first level. Gallows broke it open followed by a window in the kitchen, we climbed out and ran to the large tree where decayed bodies hung from. Josie cringed and mentioned Gallows being fucked up, he hummed to her response whilst spinning the new farming scythe.


"We're going." Gallows announced as he reached into a hole in the tree and pulled out a small cooler.

"Where?" Josie questioned, he cocked his head at her. "You're not leaving me here, dick." His eyebrows raised as he looked at me, a surprised smile quirking up his lips.

I grabbed both of them and teleported, we ended up at the border of the city. Gallows was displeased and questioned why we only got this far, I attempted again but it only yielded the same results.


"Why can't we leave?" Josie asked frantically, she ran forward and disappeared from our sight. Gallows looked alarmed before following in suit as did I, we appeared on the opposite side of the city. "I don't get it, I don't understand. Haven't you guys left the city before?"


"Yeah we went to Belgium only."


I glanced over what was the border of the city, "Only because Ferus took us out of the city. I did not do the transporting." Gallows was scowling by the time I finished that.

"What are we going to do?" Josie panicked with the gun, Gallows snatched it out of her hands and threw her a glare.

"We can use the tunnels under the city."

Josie shook her head frantically. "Those are just rumors. Nothing is beneath the sewers."

Gallows pulled her forward by the collar of her shirt and sneered, "Well we don't got much of a choice now do we, girlie?" He let her go with a small push and headed towards the nearest alley. We weaved through a couple blocks until we found a manhole and popped the lid.

We continued down at every stairwell we found, going deeper beneath the city until the sewers were no longer there. Only abandoned tunnels. We walked a great deal of time, Josie fumbled her carton of cigarettes and hastily whispered about poor timing to try quitting. Gallows made a new song down there, singing about how she's killing herself slowly when he could be. Their banter made the situation less tense for them.


Gallows flung the flashlight across the tunnel and found a few skeletons laid out as if they were crawling. Josie was at my side, we were alert at that point. I returned the gun Gallows took from the girl as we furthered. Coming to another stairwell that descended only we found that the rest of the tunnel was broken apart, caved in on the other side with a large gaping hole. He shined the light on Josie's face and grinned widely, she backed up into me and I nudged her forward.

We were going down.


When we hit the bottom we came to more ruins, old structures broken down. Josie was surprised to see the city she's grown within was built on top of another, when we found more skeletons we came to realize Mister Creevey was right. Our city was also built on the corpses of others. What this means we are not sure.

The cavern was large, filled with buildings in ruins, most of them broken or shattered completely. It was bigger than the city on the surface, we guessed this stretched to the outskirts. From where our home was and perhaps even past that. We continued traveling until we found another tunnel and furthered our pursuit to leave the city.


It was within that tunnel Gallows began to falter. The scythe began dragging across the ground before falling all together, the cooler came next. Josie picked both up as I swung the gun over my shoulder and supported Gallows. His knees went weak before he backpedaled from the direction we were heading in, screaming about how he can't leave. He wasn't allowed to, on the verge of begging through his demands.


I took the risk that this was trigger effect to keep him within city walls. Despite his clawing and fighting I dragged him further down the tunnel. He was screaming and cradling his head by the time we saw the door at the end of the tunnel. His entire body was writhing within my hold.

Josie tried singing some Soft Kitty song to Gallows and he screamed further at her, "What the hell is that shit? What's wrong with you?"


"They sing it to Sheldon and he's crazy. I thought it would help and"


"Just open the fucking door." I yelled over the both of them, she flailed as she ran to the door yelling she was sorry. Josie blew off the locks with the gun and began trying to pry open the metal door.


He was clawing at his head screaming about a sound he was hearing that we could not. "Stop it stop it stop it! Make it stop! Take me back, get me out of here.!" Gallows continued screaming, Josie was struggling to get the door open still as I was fast approaching. "No no no! Not through there, don't take me out of here!"


"Open the door!" I shouted. Josie had a foot up next to the door as she was trying to pull it open.


"It's stuck!"

I threw Gallows off me and next to Josie on the other side of the door, pulling the shotgun off my shoulder I took aim. She was smart enough to move as I shot the top hinge of the door, reloaded, and shot the lower hinge. The metal door creaked with no support and fell forward.

Gallows was writhing on the ground, arms enclosed around his head as he shook. "Kill me, fucking kill me. Don't take me through there. Don't do it!" I began pulling him up and he fought me fully once more. "Kill me! KILL ME!"

His eyes were glazed over, he wasn't in control of himself anymore. I had been right, something was triggering this and I already had a guess what it was. The exact thing that kept him here to begin with. The Master that abandoned him long ago for whatever reason.

I managed to get him up again, Josie juggled the cooler and scythe while shining a flashlight through the dust filled tunnel on the other side. She went first and I followed with Gallows, the moment we passed through the door he went still and silent. It only lasted a short moment before he began to seizure. I put him down and we assisted him through it, he ended up unconscious and I carried him until we reached the end of the tunnel and found a stairwell. We waited there for him to awaken, he did so hours later.


Gallows was back to how he was before we reached that point in the tunnel. Only a vague recollection of what happened. We gathered our things and ascended level after level until we came to a manhole once more. Opening it I looked out and all that could be seen was sand. A desert. It's impossible, we were nowhere near a desert. Our city was within the country, surrounded by vast fields of green.


We walked for a day and a half before we found a road. It took the rest of the day until we found a small town. We rented a motel room and Josie grabbed a map off the counter, on top of more cigarettes. Once settled she laid it out and began mapping out where we came from. Gallows fiddled with my injured shoulder, halfway done with it when Josie called us over.

"Guys, according to the map..." She hesitated.


"What?" Gallows snapped, I heard his stomach growl and sighed.

Josie began shaking, her breathing becoming labored. Gallows narrowed his eyes as he pulled away from me and I followed to look at the map. "We don't even exist."


Gallows scoffed and pulled away, "That's stupid. The guy checked us in. Gave us a key and everything."

"Our city doesn't exist. It's not on the map." Josie sat down on the bed next to the map. "I don't get it. What does this mean?"

We left it at that and slept through the night barely. Our current predicament is an odd one. We will be changing locations shortly but Gallows and Josie both agreed that an update was necessary. We are unsure if Mister Creevey can leave the city or any of the population, we can't conduct any research without returning either since our city isn't on any maps. We have some thinking to do.

Till next time.

~Graves

Aftermath

Hello, this is Graves. Gallows cannot come to the computer as of now.

Do you remember when we mentioned how he has not experienced fear? It was true until then. From a child he has been molded to be what he is now, apathetic to such little things. Yet those little things are the ones most potent to crippling man. You never understand something until you experience it. He's been murdering and inspiring the very thing he has never been able to feel, until now. Years of torment caught up within a single moment, realization of what his hand has brought to many.

This is not regret, it is beyond him to regret. This is acknowledgement to the other side of things.


Josie kindly claimed Gallows fled, wise of her but not true. As his gravedigger and his bodyguard I was forced to drag him from the scene. There was nothing he could do, chained down within such a state of fear it was like he was a useless child.


I took him out of the heart of the city, we spent a few hours fleeing and hiding until Mister Creevey was finally lost. Within an abandoned store Gallows sat within a corner and I stood on guard.


We know of Gallows to be a cheery man, enthusiastic and bloodthirsty. Few have seen his intellect behind the joyous exterior. Now it is in the open without anything to hide behind. He has grown darker after coming face to face with fear itself.


I attempted to approach him while we were within the abandoned store. He sat on an old rusty chair and was still wearing the bloody attire. His skeletal upper body torn for the most part, the mask revealed from below his nose to the base of his collar. There was not a part of him that wasn't without a hole. I wished to cease the bleeding for it could be seen quite easily. He sprang from the chair when I halted in front of it and pinned me to the wall, his hands found my throat with ease. He came close to breaking this body, had it not been my job to protect him and had he not been within danger I would have allowed it.


That was not the situation. He was within danger still and I could not die while that was in place. So I broke myself free which in turn dislocated his shoulder, it was fixed briefly after that.


He spoke to me and I did as I always did, the only thing I could do. I listened.

Later assisting him in walking I took us to the only home we've come to know, took him to the basement and began work on his wounds. We'd replace his attire later, he remained in boxers while I stitched and cleansed each cut. I removed the black face paint from around his eyes after taking off what was left of his mask. Held his head over a bucket and I cleaned the blood and sweat out of his hair.


Gallows pulled me to my knees when I had finished, he tossed off my headgear and removed the stitches from my lips. He inquired about Mister Creevey mentioning he hid evidence from my past. I told him what had happened, the beginnings of how I came to be as I am now. How the stalking began before the car collision that ended my family and left me with nothing. Mister Creevey has hidden evidence from what Slender Man has done to us and made us do to others. That is no different from my case.


He's left my mouth without stitches since then, by my guess to question further later. His mood has been grim and serious, I have not heard a laugh of joy only that of spite which fits him little.


Mister Creevey showed himself at the edge of the property the other day, he's been wandering around the edges of it. This land he claims to be different, special, the land the city and its outskirts are built on. How he is not able to come onto this property is beyond me. I believe he's figuring out a way to change that, the way he's been examining it and testing the invisible line that keeps him out. For now Gallows is safe but for how long I cannot say, we remain here until he finds a way through. If he does.


What is it the rest of you claim to have? Gut instincts? They tell me he will succeed.


Forever vigilant I shall be until this threat is eliminated. I will continue to post but it may end abruptly, Gallows can only survive so long on what he has harvested last. I dare say he may look to me when all that runs out. Only time will decide who will live and who will die, survival is just another fairy tale determined to end badly.


Until next time, hopefully Gallows will return to posting by then.


~Graves

Path made of blood

Put more cops out on the street? Just more for me to kill. ;)
That's what we've been doing, ya see. Stationed right here at a nice cozy house. Guess where we are heading? YUP!! Straight to the heart of the city, sunny side baby.
Josie we're coming for ya, girlie.


Got a nice present from the last copper I killed. You'll figure out what it is sooner or later, Agent. Eheheh!!


We're gonna have some real fun. Ya can find us, just follow the nice blood trail we left for ya. Maybe meet us up at the end of the line!
Gonna take her into protective custody, Agent? DO IT DO IT DO IT!
Like that's gonna stop me, boyo. I'll encourage ya even, give me a challenge!! ;)


~Gallows

Home

The object Ferus was looking for was retrieved. Briefly after obtaining it we were separated, it teleported him away from us. Gallows and I were left alone, we spent a short while murdering before I transported us back home. We decided against the plane after Executor got into contact with us, after he had contacted Ferus.

The Agent has been busy securing the streets while we have been away. Gallows is aware the Agent is reading our posts now, it's official with these measures that were taken. We will be tending to the trash soon.

We have been notified as well there is a user by the name of Withering Carnation that resides within this city. The girl, Josie Crumin, has been in contact with the Agent. What this means for her is that she is a target. Her importance to us depends on her importance to the Agent.

Your move, Agent.

~Graves