I tried to burn the book and the words were gone. The entire notebook is just scratches of red; pages of pages of red ink. I can get to the end now too. It isn't infinite. It's just a normal notebook filled with red scribbles and I know where all of that insanity went and I'm so fucking scared. It's not my fault. It can't be my fault. Not Judith. Not her...
She came over yesterday. I hadn't checked the book yet so I didn't know, I still didn't know. She's still here now, in my room, asleep. Thank god she finally fell asleep. She's all tears and sadness and other things when she's awake so at least she finds peace in sleep. At least she doesn't find herself smiling and then start sobbing because she doesn't know why she's smirking. At least she doesn't see the words everywhere.
She came over yesterday, and she fell into my arms and started talking about how she didn't want to read the book anymore. I asked her what she meant because I knew she didn't have the book so she pulled out a notebook from her purse and said that she did have it. The notebook was the wrong color. I opened it, and the pages were empty. I told Judith that wasn't the notebook. I asked her what was going on. She started accusing me, saying I was lying about not seeing it and I've never seen her so angry or so frightened. I held her, told her I wasn't lying. She started crying again a bit later. I let her go, asked her what was wrong. She pointed to a white blank page on my desk. She said it was there too.
I didn't know what to do. I don't know what to do. I sat her down, asked her to write down what she saw. What she wrote was insane and psychotic and there was too much for one page and it wasn't fucking there and she didn't write in her handwriting. It was his. God, it was his.
I have to go check on her. I have to make sure she's okay. Please let her be okay. It wasn't my fault. I don't know what to do
Of all the crappy timing...
ReplyDeleteOkay, look. You're kind of an idiot, and kind of an asshole, and I'd planned on walking away from this blog.
But now...
Look, is she still her? Other than seeing the writing, I mean. Talk to her, find out if she's her or something else.
What did you expect would happen, Alex? I just... there aren't even any words to describe your level of ABSOLUTE BLINDNESS.
ReplyDeleteBut okay. You're out of the driver's seat. You've BEEN out of the driver's seat for a long time, but at least now you realize it. What are you going to do about it?
Alex. It is time. You have the soundboard. "Balls of Steel" kiddo, but you need to be the one pushing the button.
ReplyDeleteWe're operating under Nintendo Rules now, and you've already messed up a few times. One Life, No continues, no save points. The Notebook has possessed your girlfriend. Are you a bad enough dude to rescue her?
Skhisma, Kiera, I know you two are reading this mess. You couldn't have known it was a sentient, people eating notebook, but if there's ANYTHING you can swing Alex's way, now's the time to toss it to him.
Rick! How're the kids treating you, you dumb bastard?
Now that all that's out of the way, Alex, you're up against a Binary spouting, insane murdering psychopath turned into a quasi-demonic entity shoved into a cosmic notebook. It is now out of the book and inside Judith. One way or the other, you're going to need an exorcism, and the church doesn't really do those sorts of things anymore.
The key is to make Judith's mind stronger, and to keep her mental discipline up. You're only possession-bait if you THINK you're possession-bait, in simple terms. Hocus Pocus really doesn't get involved in a true exorcism, it's mostly about making the victim strong enough to throw the possessing entity out themself. Judith needs you to support her like a champ right now.
Get it together Alex. It's time to do the impossible. Get to work!
I'm sorry. There's nothing we can do.
ReplyDeleteJudith as you knew her is gone. If she isn't yet, she will be soon. I'm so sorry, but you have to kill her. You have to, or TheArsonist will kill you.
Now hang on a second here.
ReplyDeleteDon't be so quick to encourage the murder of a loved one, Skhisma. Just because Alex is freaking out right now doesn't mean it's already hopeless.
Skhisma, there must be something you or kiera could do to help Judith, anything!
ReplyDeletemaybe if we knew more about the arsonist and how is the notebook connected to him
You son of a fucking bitch I will not fucking kill Judith you psychopath. No. Fuck no. You brought this hell down on her head. This is your fucking fault. You gave her the notebook knowing damn well it was dangerous and now you're recommending cleaning up your mistake by killing her? Fuck you Skhisma. Fuck you.
ReplyDeleteFor the rest of you all, I'm trying. I'm really trying but she's still asleep and I don't want to wake her up. I'm afraid to find out who I'll be talking to. I don't know anymore.
It won't matter who you're talking to, because Judith will still be there. Even coma patients are aware of people talking to them, though they might not remember it all afterwards.
ReplyDeleteAnd, for now, talking to her is all you can do. You're the only one who can bring her out of this, Alex. Don't let her down.
It's there. He's there. He's in my head. I can feel him inside my head.
ReplyDeletePlease. Please help me. If there is anything at all that can be done, please. I'm fighting as hard as I can and Alex has done everything he can, but... I don't know how much longer we can fight this.
If this really is it, thank you, everyone for your concern and help. It hass meant so much to me to know there are so many of you on our side. Please don't be so hard on Alex, he's tried to do the right thing and he's been nothing but good to me. Yes, he slipped up a few times, but he did his best. There's no way he could've expected all this. So just... Be there for him. He needs all of you more than ever now.
I don't want this to happen. Never thought it'd end this way. But I've accepted it. I hope this isn't goodbye, but I fear it is...
Did that pull at your hearts? I certainly hope so. If what his blog says is true, Damien died long ago, which means I did too. It has been much too long since I have been able to interact with you pathetic lot. What better way to get return than by giving you one last glimpse of the Judith you knew before dashing any hopes against the rocks of reality?
I know. How about by stating the simple fact that I'm the one who wrote all of that and that Judith was locked away inside her mind quite some time ago? That is, if she's even still here at all. Maybe she disappeared forever when I established dominance. You'll never know.
Alex is incapacitated at the moment. He is such an intriguing thing. Judith had such sweet feelings for him, akin to the feelings I have for the anguished cries of the weak and useless. And how they will be crying soon, now that I'm here. I shall let Alex live, for the time being.
Oh, there is so much to do now that I'm here. To start, I believe I shall go and acquaint myself with all the new rabble that have arisen in the past year. There are so many more of you fools now than there were before. There's so much fresh prey for both the beast, and for me.
This is going to be far too fun.
So what's it like having breasts? You know, and being shorter? With different muscle structure that favors the hips and legs over the arms and upper body? Have the hormones hit you yet, because you see, bodies aren't thing of the mind. You were a man, Arsonist, you can't handle the type of shit that you're about to have to deal with. Once a month, you're going to know pain everlasting. You slipped up arsonist, you're a man in a body that you're psychologically not prepared to handle. Everything you thought you knew about pain, is going out the window. There is no escape.
ReplyDeleteExcept that there is. you could go back into the book. Choose wisely, or maybe try to survive the pain for a little while? You're not ready for this, and you should know it by now. Take your pick.
not good...
ReplyDeleteDamn, Nick, I'm impressed.
ReplyDeleteYo Arsoness. As one who can mindfuck with the best of them, I suggest you quit while you're ahead. No one's taken action against you yet, so get out of Judith's head while the getting's good.
I am the ultimate pacifist, and even I think you're too dangerous to let live.
You... what?
ReplyDeleteYou're an entity that existed inside a NOTEBOOK?
The fuck is that?
Look, I don't entirely know what's going on, but whoever the fuck you are posessing this poor woman, Elaine tells me there's a lot of hotshots in the blogs.
One of them can probably deal with you. Maybe just... turn around and go home? Or find some way of making a deal, splitting time with someone?
Fuck, I don't know. This whole thing is strange. Alex, I'm so sorry.
-Cam