One hour ago, I saw my world shattered before my very eyes. I got an angry phone call from Judith, demanding I explain Kiera's comment. Kiera commented on my blog. Kiera commented on my blog.
She's not a character from "my" story. She's not a character from some unknown author's story which I then claimed as my own. She's a person from Damien's life.
How could it be real? How could all of it be real?
And yet, I remember those chills that ran down my spine when I was at the field or when I looked out at the red brick building. I remember those chills, and I can begin to believe.
Yes, I claimed Dreams in Darkness was my story. It wasn't. It was just some story I read on the Internet. I'd started watching Marble Hornets, got into EverymanHYBRID and Tribe Twelve, and then went through all those blogs. I read Just Another Fool, Seeking Truth, and Dreams in Darkness.
I noticed no one ever claimed authorship of DiD, even months later. I never intended to become the author of its book, I just tried to use it as a way to sell myself. I lied to everyone: my family, my friends, Judith. When those publishers offered me a deal to adapt it... I couldn't say no, not to all that money and fame.
I never knew it'd lead to this. I didn't fucking know. How could I know there was some guy out there who'd gone insane? It's not my fault Mary died. It's not my fault this Harry kid killed his family. It's not my fucking fault. I just wanted to make some money, get my career started, and get published. I never could have known this would happen. It isn't my fault.
I never could have known it was all real. Damien, Ted, the deaths, the cults, the bone, Slender Man. Are all the other stories real too? Logan, Zeke, and all the rest?
It's too much to wrap my mind around. I still doubt. I only live a few towns over. Why didn't I hear about all those deaths last year? Surely something would've been in the news. Maybe Rick was right. Damien was just a madman, writing a story. It's the only thing that makes sense.
Dreams in Darkness can't be real. It'd change everything.
You're exactly the type of guy I'd voice-chat with using a Duke Nukem soundboard, so I could repeatedly press "I've got balls of steel" JUST to hear you crack.
ReplyDeleteWelcome to hell. It's all real. enjoy your stay.
This is... I mean, for the love of god, I thought...
ReplyDeleteYou shouldn't have done that, Alex. You really, really shouldn't have done that.
Haha, dude, you're almost entirely fucked. But without the almost.
ReplyDeleteYep, it's all real. Yep, it'll only get worse. Now get the fuck out while you still can.
Okay, now that I'm over my shock and general WTF, I do feel the need to say this:
ReplyDeleteHow in the HELL did you not figure this out?! You say you've read Zeke's story, yeah? Well if it's fictional, HOW could Zeke investigate Damien's death without the permission of Damien's "author", and not get called out as a troll in the process? If Damien DID have such an author for Zeke to collaborate with, how did YOU not get called out as a plagiarist yet? OF COURSE it's all real, and a REAL detective is investigating a REAL murder mystery.
No one knows what really happened to Damien at the end. But I have an inkling as to what happened to Brett's kid brother, and believe me, he's not the first.
What Jean said, man. Forget everything. Just get the hell out while you can - IF you still can. And never look back.
Hahahaha
ReplyDeleteHAHAHAHAHAHA
You shouldn't have done that.
I won't repeat what has already been said.
ReplyDeleteWe all thought it was a story. All of us. I sure as hell did... until I saw Him just this past Saturday. I've thrown myself into hell just as surely as you have. Denial is good for nothing except the odd lame joke. Better get your head~ Hell only dives deeper once you begin the decent.
There is no going back.
This makes me really angry, and that's not really a common emotion for me.
ReplyDeletePlagiarism is one thing. It's horrible, but I get it. Perhaps if this was just a matter of stealing work I wouldn't be mad enough to post this right now.
The real problem is that you continued to claim it as your own even when the shit started to hit the fan. If it were me, I would have come clean the minute a crazy guy put a knife against my neck. Is the book deal really that important to you? What would have happened if Kiera hadn't said anything? Would you finally admit this after Judith had died?
Mary's death IS your fault. And I can't believe that you were so fucking self-involved that you were prepared to let this continue over something you didn't even write. That is seriously, seriously messed up.
Are you even sorry?
So how do you feel about Mary's death being your fault?
ReplyDeleteOh well at least you aren't dead yet.
P.S. Keep 20 dollaz handy.
P.P.S. Yes the above joke was horribly lame.Deal with it.
Rational explanation. For everything. Calm down. Calm down, Alex.
ReplyDeleteIf you have an inkling of a fucking brain, little boy, you will listen to them. Bastard.
ReplyDeleteIt's real. You don't believe me? Come the fuck over here and I'll take you into a certain red brick building.
Just wanted to let everyone know, I'm not talking to Alex, but have been talking to Kiera. I'm taking her up on her offer.
ReplyDeleteYes, Alex, I'm leaving for a while. Not sure how long, I just need to get away.
You're an ass for what you did and I'm taking some time to think things over, hopefully find some answers too.
Uh, as much as I am up for thieves getting their what-for, Alex is still in danger.
ReplyDeleteNo joke, he's going to die if things don't change.
He needs protection and so does Judith, who sadly is being dragged into this mess.