we'll get back to you

It's been a while.

The forests are quiet when I'm in them, so quiet in fact that now whenever I hear a noise or am around any sort of noise in general that it gives me a headache. The silence has become my friend, and yet, my own worst enemy. We have traveled a long way, and by the end of this barrage of updates, you will know what has happened to me over the last 2 weeks. I guarantee most of you won't believe it's true, you'll say "Oh you're making it all up!" but everything I type to you is THE GOD HONEST TRUTH. And I am telling you this because I NEED you to believe me, because one day-soon, possibly-I am going to need your help. Your help to find me if I stop updating. I don't care HOW you find me, I just need you to, or if I am gone, to find whoever has hurt me and bring justice to my life.

My favorite story as a child was Hansel & Gretel. One of the defining things in that story that intrigued me was the fact that though they knew what they were doing was possibly stupid, they still left a trail of breadcrumbs. I am doing the same. I am leaving you these photos. I don't know if you maybe can make something out of the geographical markers in them or what, but you need to pay very close to attention to what I am telling you. This is all very important. This all means something. This could possibly mean whether or not I survive to finish telling you this tale. There's a lot to still go through, but I can't get to it right now. I have to keep on moving; if Silence taught me one thing, it's that staying in one place for too long is risky. They're never that far behind.

Please listen. Please follow my breadcrumbs. And if I need you to, PLEASE SAVE MY LIFE. You are about to hear about the last 2 weeks of my life, and believe me...it doesn't end well.

john

r.i.p.

Sometimes we walk down some lonely paths. Seemingly unnoticed and unheard. I'm sorry that you felt that way. I wish things had turned out differently.

We don't usually know where we're going to end up in our lives, but nobody should have ended up where you did. I should've done things differently, and now I have to live with the regret. I hope you forgive me, one day.

And that in the end, things don't usually turn out the way we want them to. R.I.P.

This is only the beginning.

YOU ARE NOT LISTENING.

I WILL NOT BE IGNORED. STOP IGNORING ME. STOP IGNORING ALL THE SIGNS. YOU RAN BECAUSE SHE TOLD YOU TO. YOU DUG BECAUSE SHE TOLD YOU TO. YOU LISTEN BECAUSE SHE TELLS YOU TO. ARE YOU THAT DESPERATE TO DISCOVER THAT YOU'LL LISTEN TO ANYONE WHO CLAIMS THAT THEY HAVE ANSWERS?

SILENCE IS A LIAR.

SHE WILL KILL YOU THE FIRST CHANCE THAT SHE GETS. YOU NEED TO GET AS FAR AWAY FROM HER AS POSSIBLE, AND YOU NEED TO DO IT NOW. I CAN ONLY DO SO MUCH FROM SO FAR. PLEASE. I KNOW I MADE A DANGEROUS MOVE POSTING THIS, NOW THAT SHE KNOWS ABOUT THIS BLOG, BUT SHE PROBABLY DOESN'T KNOW THE URL. SHE PROBABLY DOESN'T EVEN KNOW IT'S NAME IN GENERAL.

JOHN, SILENCE IS A LIAR.

COME TO ME. I WILL BE WAITING. YOU WILL KNOW HOW TO FIND ME.

LIARLIARLIARLIARLIARLIARCHAINLIAR

run

Today is August 3rd, 2012. The same day as on that paper. Annie and mine's anniversary. Yesterday, I made my way back to Silence. Being cautious, she didn't want to meet in the same spot, so we met a while away from there, still in the same woods.

It was time for me to come clean. I took my seat across from her and told her that I wasn't sure I should trust her, and I wanted-needed-more proof that Jars was dangerous. She reminded me of Annie and what Jars had done, but I didn't want to just believe that. I told Silence that she herself could be dangerous, or be lying, and that Jars told me she was a liar.

That got her attention.

She didn't know Jars had been contacting me. Turns out Jars must've been the one to bury the things in the dirt, not Silence. Whatever Silence had originally intended me to find was replaced by the photo and the teeth. Silence became a bit nervy and unhinged upon realizing that Jars had been in contact with me, and she became even more nervous when I told her I have been blogging about this entire thing. That REALLY set her off, and she started yelling at me.

This was when I realized why she was upset. If Jars had been in contact with me, and was as dangerous as Silence had made her out to be, then it meant Jars had been reading this blog and knew what was happening, and that she had followed me here. Of course about two minutes later we saw a car pull up, and Silence knew we were in trouble. I asked her what we do. She had 1 last command.

RUN.

I will update again when I can, but you might not hear from me for a while. I'll try and stay safe.

gift

Just when I thought the packages were over, I got this in my mailbox today.

It's filled with blank CDs, but I put one of them in and they're not blank. It's audio of two women talking. Talking about Annie. I don't know who Jennifer is-I'm assuming she's one of the women on the CDs-but the other woman on here was identified as Jars. I will listen to them again soon, but right now I am going to Silence again. From our meeting, it seems she was not aware of my blog. I think it's time I told her about this, and about Jars contacting me. I will update again after our meeting, I'm hoping to be back to her by tomorrow.