The GameState Update 1

 

I realized the game is hard to really see, with the pieces being glass and all, so I decided to keep progress of the moves here. I assume that my clear pieces are the white ones, but the foggy side went first. This is no traditional game of chess, so I will let that slide. Also, even if clear is supposed to be black, I associate myself with being a good person, and the color white is universally accepted as good.

The Third

There is another. I see him out of the corner of my eye. Another man. A big guy, but he keeps vanishing as soon as I actually try to look. Is he their leader? Is he just another one of a group with these people? Is he acting alone? Why won't any of them just talk to me? They hide, they follow, they show up around my house, but they never talk to me. As far as I know, the incident around the stairs is the only time that they were actually inside my house. I searched the entirety of the up-stairs of the place, found no one. Not the Stranger, not these guys, none of them. That big guy has not been inside, as far as my knowledge, but who left the handprint?

Thus begins March, after a leap-day, we're finally in March. Winter "officially" ends in 20 days, so hopefully I won't be cooped up in the house, and I can try to sort out all this nonsense. I am going to go research the brief 5 year history of the house before we moved in next time I get a chance. I am going to go to the library and see if I can find out anything about weird kids and tall Strangers. He reminds me a lot of Randall Flagg, the Walkin' Dude, from Stephen King's "The Stand". I think this is because there is really nothing else I have ever heard of or read about that is remotely similar to this guy. I am going to try to simply walk up to him and ask him what his deal is, the next time I see him. Yep, caution, meet wind.

As an aside, I have noticed that movies have names similar to internet handles I have. "The Darkest Hour" was the name I went on topix on(never going back there, that is where intelligence goes to die), and then "Chronicle", which looks like a brilliant movie, for obvious reasons, reminds me of my little cluster of the internet. Now, I am not screaming "copy-cats" because that would be hilariously stupid of me, but I do find it a neat, albeit a little annoying(due to people thinking I used the movies as inspiration to make my name(The Devil Wears Prada band, I feel your pain)). Maybe there will be a Dry Cell movie in the near future! (Ix DrYCeLL xI being my XBox Live Gamertag)

The Stalkers

These two guys have been following us randomly. We only see them out of the corner of our eyes. We don't know who they are, and we haven't angered anyone recently. They hadn't done anything until last night. The footage of what happened was corrupted, but I am tossing it onto YouTube anyway. I don't know how threatening they are, and I really don't want to find out. We don't like carrying weapons with us, and all we really have are kitchen knives. There are no reports about stalkers or anything on the news, so I don't know what to think.

We are thinking about moving. We can't handle this. We have grown sick of the tall guy. We are sick of the haunted chess board. I think it is just the house, so we are going to try to move somewhere else. We are tight on money, so we will be looking for something small and out of the way. Hopefully we can get out of here by the end of next month.

Sorry I haven't blogged much. We've either been busy or trying to just forget this when things are slow.

The Break

It seemed as if everything calmed down for me. Those kids were gone, that Stranger was gone, and things felt sane again. Then I checked my memory stick, because I had a fun video of Sammy getting stuck under the sink, and felt it would be nice to bring my channel back to what it should be: the chronicling of my pets, now that Osiris is missing to the point of lost hope, I was hoping that Sammy and Pixi would pick up the slack. Well, every video was missing except one, that I don't even think I shot, it has weird kids chanting in it, and the video quality is corrupted. It's up on YouTube now. I think I am just going to throw away that chessboard and hope that does it.

December was nice. Got too see my great grandmother, and spend some of christmas with family. I got sick on christmas eve, so the actual days weren't all that fun. Not much snow at all, which is nice as well.

Happy New Year everyone, and let's all hope 2012 is better than 2011 was!

The Scenery

I need to get out of the house. I feel like a prisoner in here. So much is going on in and around the damn house. I just need to breathe some fresh air. Weird kids, tall strangers, and ghost chessboards, I've had enough. I just want things to be normal. I don't know why this is all going on. I think I am a fairly unremarkable person. I just want this all to go away.

Osiris is still gone. Our friend Lynn found a skull, but the snout bone looks way too wide to be his. I still hold out hope that he is missing and I will find him.

Pixi has been doing alright. She has been very clingy ever since Osiris has disappeared. She hasn't started looking out the window all night like Osiris did before he ran away.

I'm a Broncos fan, and they are doing well with Tim Tebow, and the haters have been proven wrong so many times, but they keep on trying to put down Tebow. You "experts" are always good for a laugh.

The Continuation

He is getting up and running to the streetlight. I have had to drag him back into bed. He is still delusional, rambling all sorts of nonsense, including swinging flashlights, and the trouble the filming began, or something.

He is eating. Not much, but food is food. He is staying hydrated, and I am hoping soon I can get him up and moving, and away from the house, for even a few days.

Speaking of, I want to find a getaway for us. Something simple, but romantic. We need it. This whole thing has stressed him out.

I don't think we are going to find Osiris. It's simply been too long. Part of me wants to keep hoping, but we have to face the reality that he is gone. Who knows, though? His sister's cat went missing for 3 months in the winter and randomly showed up. Anything can happen.

T.A.

The Status

Tristan left his blogger logged in as well as his YouTube. I guess I will just give an update on the current situation.

He is feverish. His temperature is over 100 degrees. Keeping him in bed is easier now, but he has this and his fall injuries to deal with.

His injuries. Nothing too major. When I finally dragged him into quick care, they ran a CAT scan and found nothing abnormal in his brain, so I am happy there isn't a concussion or anything. He has a sprained ankle and wrist, as well as a lot of bruising.

He is delusional, or something. He is speaking in strange cadences, and his sentences are garbled up and don't make too much sense. I personally find some of it rather funny, but I shouldn't laugh when he is in the shape he is in. I will video record one of these little episodes if I can, and put it up on YouTube, and maybe all you in YouTube land can get a chuckle out of it.

I think it is good, this fever of his, at least he doesn't have the stress of that stupid stranger guy, or has he even looked at the chess board in the last week. Maybe everything can return to normal now.

T.A.

p.s. I think his little naming thing is cute, so I kept up the theme!