finder found it

found it i found it found the connection the pin on the map the place where all three met found finder found it finally found it

head hurts aches throbs pounds where was i going where have i been

the walls were crumbling

   the walls were bleeding

      the walls were heaving breathing pulsing

     sick stones and unhealthy hallways

   help me help me help me

i think im dying please help

Them 5: The Blind Man

I know I've been neglecting this blog, but I haven't heard from Finder in the past week and I'm beginning to get worried. Anyway, this may just get my mind off of that, so here goes:

Yes, okay, this is a super-crappy drawing, but shut up.

The Blind Man is...well, he looks like an old man who is blind. Not that scary, right? I mean, not if you compare with with the Slender Man or the Rake or even the Cold Boy. I mean, what's a blind guy going to do to you? Fuck all, right? Just knock his cane over and bam, you're good.

Except the Blind Man isn't actually blind. Behind his sunglasses (or blindfold - I've heard some people who have seen a blindfold or a visor or even a fedora that covered his eyes) is, well, nothing. No eyes. None at all. Some witness say that it's just blank skin, while others say that there are these two holes, not eyes but pits, blacker than night.

And if these people remember seeing the Blind Man that's because Blindy doesn't really give a fuck about them. He can change your memory in a blink of an eye (your eye, not his, obviously). He can take away your childhood, he can fuck with everything you know or might know, he can make you forget your own name if he wanted to. If you try to attack him, you will find that suddenly you've forgotten how to walk, how to talk, how to fucking breath. Let me repeat this clearly: you do not want to fuck with this guy.

So, yeah. He also carries this book around with him. Some people say that there are names within of the people whose childhoods he's taken, but I don't think anyone's ever read it. Or if they have, the Blind Man just made them forget about it.

Blindy also has this cult around him called the Archive. They are weird little fuckers and they like to accumulate knowledge. Still, they are not as bad as the Blind Man is.

Yeah, this didn't work. I'm still worried about Finder.

Finder: Sorry

Sorry for not updating this past week on my progress. I sort of came down with a cold and then had a bout of paranoia where I thought the Plague Doctor was killing me. But no, just an ordinary cold.

Man, I'm an adrenaline junkie, but sometimes I wonder. These things I try to find can kill with a glance, can rip you apart with ease, can dig inside your head and eat your memories like candies. I try to act fine; I like my job. I like traveling places I've never been. I've gotten use to the smell of motels and the continental breakfasts and long drives, but sometimes. Sometimes I just have to sit down and stop.

Sorry. I still have a bit of the cold. I didn't get much work done because of it and because of my onset of paranoia, but now that's passed, I'll start tracking the movements of the victims. I'm going to see if they intersected anywhere and if they did...well, that's probably where they met the Plague Doctor.

Thanks.

Signs & Seals: The Stick and the Serpent

The Plague Doctor doesn't like to announce his presence, but oftentimes after he leaves a place, someone will put up this symbol:

Looks like some sort of mathematical symbol, right? Well, nope, it's called the Stick and the Serpent. Sort of similar to the rod of Asclepius, except where the rod of Asclepius represents medecine and healing, this symbol represents the fucking Plague Doctor.

Nobody knows who, exactly, puts up this symbol. It just seems to appear, chalk-drawn on the sidewalk or spray-painted on a wall. If you see it, go the other fucking way.

Them 4: The Plague Doctor

Since Finder might be investigating him at the moment, let's take a look at the abomination known as the Plague Doctor.

Yeah, he's a quack.

So: the Plague Doctor. Looks like a, well, plague doctor. Robe, stick, beak-nosed mask. There are some reports that the mask isn't, well, a mask at all.

This guy doesn't show up that often -- that's not to say he isn't creepy as fuck, but you most often won't see him before he gives you the fucking Black Death. Yeah, he spreads disease. That's one reason why he's so fucking creepy: even once he leaves, you'll still die from whatever horrible fucking sickness he has given you.

And even if you do see him coming, you may not even realize it. He likes to show up at places where his appearance won't be noticed. Costume parties, carnival, Mardi Gras. Then he goes Masque of the Red Death on people.

I've never seen the Plague Doctor, but I have what he's done to certain Runners. When I tell you that you don't want to know what happened to them, you should believe me.

Finder: Inconclusive

The bodies at the morgue were...definitely dead bodies. They died of some sort of influenza according to the reports, but one that acted much faster than normal. Is this just a normal variation of the virus, though, or did the movie Contagion piss off the Plague Doctor? (Wait, TFR hasn't gotten to the Plague Doctor yet. Well, he will.)

Anyway, I'll stay in a motel here for another week or so to see if there are any more deaths. There were three in the surrounding counties, which counts as a pattern, but I'm not sure of there were any connections between the dead. I'll check that out next.

Thanks.

Finder: It Never Rains in Southern California

But it does drizzle a bit. I'm in SoCal right now following a lead. There was a news report on a small outbreak of unidentified influenza. Three deaths in two weeks. It might be nothing, but then again, it might be Something.

I thought the weather would be better here than the last place I was in (Chicago). It's supposed to be perpetually sunny here, but it was overcast when I arrived and it's been threatening to rain all day. It always bugs me when it only slightly drizzles -- make up your mind weather, rain or don't. I don't want to go out without an umbrella just to get stuck in the rain. (And no, I do not like pina coladas.)

Going to the hospital morgue now to check the patients that died. Fun.