December 29th, 2013

Suffice to say I had a terrible night.

Danny was mental the whole goddamn night, Greg and Tom both tried to coax him out of it, but he just wouldn't fucking give up. Finally, he vented his stress on to Battlefield 4 and that made him feel better. I guess that's good. 

Problem is, when I rendered it into an .avi format, the fucking video clips wouldn't splice correctly, and a lot of it was corrupted. If that fucker would give me a working camera, this probably wouldn't have happened. 

Danny was stone-hard set that he saw Slender Man. That's right. SLENDER MAN OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH 2SPOOPY4UUUUUUU

I think he's just fucking insane, to be honest. I wish he wasn't.

That does kind of creep me out though. Isn't it TallBro's MO to send underlings that he's brainwashed to do his bidding?

I can tell you I won't sleep well tonight. 

Have a good new year. - C

I got a Twitter.

Yes. @LivingComatose. Check in there for updates on the blog n shit, I dunno. Yeah -C

Well, shit.

AHAHAAHAHAHA. WOW. 

Uh... fucking dick-ass shit. 

I got broken into. My house was broken into. My parent's house was broken into. My family's place of residence was broken into.
But was something taken? Was something of mine stolen? 
No.

Something was left. 

Someone gave me a camera. 

Some douche broke in and left a camera. Charger and everything. Nothing on the internal memory. It looks to be both SD card and Mini DVD. 

I'm laughing really hard. Someone left a camera. I'm going to assume that whoever left it must have been the same guy fucking with my blog, which means a few things.

ONE! This freak knows where I live

TWO! He's not malevolent. If he wanted me dead, he could've just waited until I came home. I'm not that strong, he could've just stabbed me to death. 


THREE! He wants me to record something. I don't know what, but he wants me to record something. Something. I dunno what, but I'm not too bad at deductions, so I think I'm on the right track. 

FOUR! I want tacos. I'm going to La Naporela. 

So, I feel sufficiently creeped out, and maybe some pseudo-Mexican food will make me feel a bit better. 

Until next time- C

Translation

Hey everyone. I'm back. After a brief hiatus from blogging, I have returned with a translation of the binary from the previous post (which should go without saying that I didn't post it), courtesy of Tails. Thanks for translating it man.











So it seems I am being limited to communicating through binary only, due to the Master being too...paranoid about being found out. Well, it should be simple for anyone that has the ability to go to a [REDACTED] binary translator.  I feel bad for anyone who has to translate this. Anyway, I've got to keep in touch with the cryptic messages of my predecessors.  *Ahem* The truth of it all will be revealed soon. Trust us, and you will be spared. Try to fight us, and you will be taken to the fourteenth realm. Wait for us Cecil. Wait.


Many questions arose when I read this. "Who's the master?" "Why is this guy talking to me?" "What is the fourteenth realm?" "Why should I wait?"

I'm sufficiently scared. This has gone from tiny crap on the bottom of my posts to a full blown message to me. 

I'm not liking this one bit. I'm hoping if I just leave things be, they'll blow over, so I'm gonna lay low and not do anything. 

Have fun guys, it may be a while -C