So yeah, I'm awake.
And as the title says, I fucked up. Royally. And I am so, so sorry to everyone who got killed because of it.
I just wanna be quick with this, I don't want to deal with it.
I was blindsided by Slendy the other day. After getting knocked around by Him I decided to go on the offensive. I grabbed a large branch and went for the knees. That was one of the first things I established when this blog started, go for the knees and make the big guy topple. So I slipped through and struck at the back of the knees.
He just looked down at me as though he wanted to say "Excuse me? Were you trying to hurt me or something?"
In complete disbelief, I struck again.
I felt a tentacle wrap around my neck, tightening and squeezing the air out of me. He lifted me up to meet His eye line (or at least where I think it would be) and wrapped His hand around my skull and then
He showed me.
That motherfucker used me.
He used me. He showed me so many Runners, so many Runners who took that advice
And they all got killed because of it.
I led them to their deaths.
It's all my fault.
He dropped me and I swear it felt like that son of a bitch was laughing at me.
I'm so sorry. I should have known it was too good to be true. For Him to have such an exploitable weakness was just fucking laughable.
I wanted to start this blog because I wanted to help people. And look where it got me. One post fucked over so many people.
Again, I'm so sorry.
Am I going to stop this blog? No, I'm too far in. There's no point in stopping now.
I just....I don't know where to go from here...