Good Evening and Good Night

My name is Dr. Singleton, I work for a psychiatric facility, and I am currently caring for Christine Pond, or, as he prefers, Archimedes. He requested that I update this one last time to let those of you who read this blog to understand what happened.

On October 23, Archimedes was seen confronting a man at the local elementary school picking up his daughter. According to witnesses, he accused the man of planning on kidnapping the girl as well as killing his grandmother and father. He then stabbed the man repeatedly with a kitchen knife. Afterwards, he collapsed from a combination of dehydration, and, from what I can see on this blog, lack of sleep.

It will likely be a quick trial because of the many witnesses, and Archimedes will most likely be put into permanent psychiatric care.

Doing

He was there. He wasn’t fast enough. So many said it couldn’t be done, but they were wrong.

I got him.

Planning

I’ve seen him around the elementary school more often than anywhere else. That must be where his next target is. I’m not going to let him hurt anyone else. Especially an innocent kid.

Tomorrow. I’m sure he’ll be there tomorrow.

Hopefully I’ll be strong enough. I’ve started to get almost constant nosebleeds. There’s not a lot of blood, but enough to make me feel dizzy at times. I think it might be a side-effect of the insomnia.

I can’t afford to be weak now.

Waiting

I think I’ve got him now. I’ve narrowed down who he’s after next to the local elementary school. I guess I was right when I thought the bastard liked kids.

I haven’t been sleeping well. I can’t close my eyes without thinking of how he’s killed everyone I love. Bodies ripped apart and strewn across the forest floor. Empty eyes in lonely heads the only recognizable thing left. I can’t sleep with that haunting my subconscious.

I’ve been wandering the woods instead. Testing him. Daring him to come after me.

I doubt he will.

Watching

He’s still here. I see him sometimes. I don’t know who he’s going after next. I don’t really have anyone else that I care about. 

Maybe he’s done with me now. Not that it matters. I doubt it was ever me that he wanted.

He’s fast though. I only get glimpses out of the corner of my eye and in the shadows. There’s never enough time for me to do anything.

But I’m patient.

Falling Apart

Everything's falling apart. This wasn't what I planned at all.

I haven't seen him since I made that deal, and this morning my grandmother was gone. The police told me that she'd turn up eventually... I know different though. I couldn't save her. My grandmother is going to die just like my parents.

I suppose I'll never be next. This is what he wants, isn't it. He wants to give me hope and see me suffer for it...

I'm not going to let him.

A Deal

Just as I expected, he was here again today. Standing outside the kitchen window while my grandma was cleaning up. She never seemed to notice him. Well, I did. And I wasn't letting him get her. I wasn't going to let another person I loved die.

After what happened to my dad, I've been reading. Other than to check on my grandma, I haven't left my room or done anything but read. I don't know what's true and what isn't, but I've heard of deals being made before. It's worked before, so it can work now.

So when I saw him standing outside the window, I went out there. He's never really seemed to pay me any mind, but I'm sure he's noticed me watching him. It's like he doesn't even care. I know all about him, and he could care less about me. I suppose I'm not worth much.

Thoughts like that made me doubt if he would accept. I had to try anyway, though. You never know until you try. I walked up to him and proposed my deal. He could take me. He could do whatever he wants with me. I'd go willingly and I wouldn't put up a fight, so long as he leaves my grandma alone. He turned to face me, and he didn't say anything. After a few seconds, he seemed to rip open the air, rotting black leaves floating on acrid air flew out of the rip, and he stepped through.

The rip closed up behind him, and I haven't seen him since. I suppose this means he agreed. I've said goodbye to my grandma. Not literally, but I told her that I loved her and that I'd do anything for her. She's the last one that I care about, so that was all the wrapping up I needed to do.

I'm just waiting now. To be honest, I feel happy. Maybe you people think I'm crazy, but it doesn't matter. There wasn't a lot here for me anyway. And now I finally get to do something right.

I'm ready.