Nuisances

My dvd player (on the laptop) has been broken now for a fortnight. Stupid thing, it's a wonder it lasted that long. I'm trying to go through these dvds I got, but it's just not happening. Maybe it because I don't want too and broken equipment and other duties are an excuse. I don't know, I just don't like the idea of coming across a video of something that could mean she's dead.

I got a letter the day before yesterday, it came in the post, not left on my doorstep like the previous ones I've mentioned. I had hoped it was from Conroy, but she's looking to be a dead end.

It reads:

"I don't think you know bleakness, like I do nor will you ever understand what it is like to be stuck in a hole of complete darkness. Knowing there's no way out, no physical walls to break through, just living in a land where all you can see is a never-ending abyss of loneliness. I escaped such a fate but I often wonder if it was worth it. I left that place and I found no comfort in reality. I question if this is reality. Why would I escape, how did I? I can't tell you, because you don't know anything about this and as damned as I am now, I won't pass along anything that could help another soul take a path to that place. Some things are out there, desperate to grasp onto life, those that are vibrant and good are like ever-glowing bulbs of joy and attract good and bad presences in this world and any other.

Your friend was probably one, a bulb of joy, but I can guarantee you, if she ever comes back, she will never be that shining star again. Forget everything, cleanse yourself."

I don't know what to say, someone out there knows what happened to her. Have they been reading my blog, is it someone I might know. What is this place they were taken too and how is any of what they said possible.
The only truth I know for sure is that she was a happy joyful person. I want her back, just like she was.

Zippo Letter?

Here are a few more photos of the Zippo. Apologies for quality, I've not been sleeping very well this week and my hands are constantly shaking for no damn reason.

I'm leaning more towards this looking lik an 'N' than a 'Z'

Red

He isn't asnwering my calls. I can't seem to find anything specific about Mrs.Conroy, the place where she worked says that she left them a few months ago and can't give her info. But I know Red can help me.

Idbecautious

I keep getting the same emails from idbecautious. None have let me in to who they are or if they're connected to all the strangeness that's been going on. Until last night. I was at the cinema and when I came home, I noticed that the light in my room was on. I rarely put that light on unless I'm looking for something and I was pretty sure it wasn't on when I left.
So I head up the stairs and when I get to the door of my room, I don't see any light emitting from under the door. I head into my room and sure enough - pitch black. The lights were now turned on. I put the light on myself to check it wasn't a fused lightbulb and it was working fine.
I thought this was pretty spooky, but forgot about it later. Then I got a reply from idbecautious, this time not one of his/her stupid nursery songs. No this time I got this



She touched it
Cos it wanted to be touch
It can take you away
But it can never send you back home
Id be cautious
Before you touch it
And leave forever

I keep wondering what the heck any of that could mean, then I re-read her blog, the handle of the shack, she touched it and that's when this nightmare started for her. That shack has to be part of this, I just don't know where to look or if it's there anymore. But I know someone who does, purely because of the clues she left behind. Mrs Conroy.

I emailed idbecautious, asking them what they knew about my friend. This is what I got.

What the hell does that mean? Nutcase! Is this about when she went to the woods and came across that hut?!

Video #2 & contacts

There's nothing but blackness in the video. 46 minutes of blackness, no sound no noise. Another accidental recording? I listened to it with earphones just in case I'd hear something, but all that for nothing.

I'm also thinking about getting in contact with some of the people she was trying to talk to about whatever was bugging her. I need to do some research as I only have one name, that Conroy woman. I can't decide if this Idbecautious dude/girl is genuine or just someone trying to freak her out. I don't know how he/she knew her middle name either or why that's relevant. But I'll give that email a go too. I've been thinking about IdBecautious and that letter I found that seems to be linked. No one that lives near me, that I know off would be aware of such a link. Except you Red. Have you been trying to mess with me? It's not funny.

Turn your phone and answer me.

Connection

I was re-reading some of her blog posts today and I noticed something odd. I can't help but look at the wording from the note that was at my door and see a similarity between it and the name of the person who was contacting her.

http://burnthandle.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow.html

Am I joining dots where there are none?????

Prank?

Talk about waking up to weirdness
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=giXRILmS3qM

Video #1

So this is the first video.Seems that the disks Red gave me didn't contain individual recordgins, but a bunch on each one. I don't know why I'm putting this one up as nothing much happens that helps, but I can't explain the sounds. I think this might of been an accidental recording, though the noises are a bit unsettling. That certainly isn't Rachel.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aohRtagx5aY

Phony Calls!

Red if you want to talk to me on the phone how about actually speaking when I answer and not hanging up after a few seconds. It's pretty childish man. I know you're reading this. Grow up!

Silly dreams

I'm at work now, so what better time to blog eh.

I had a dream last night where me and her were shopping together (think it might of been for food or something). There were loads of people around us and we were laughing about something. Then all of a sudden people starting fading away and I seemed to be the only one that noticed. She did not.
Then she began to fade away and said to me "I opened the door". I tried to hold her hand but I couldn't grasp it and she was gone.

Then everything went dark and on the ground was that symbol I found in the box Red gave me.
I think my mind has just been so rattled lately and it's seeping into my subconcious. I remember waking up shivering, something about that symbol doesn't sit right with me, but I'm probably just getting worked up over nothing.

I also thought it was pretty random that her last words to me as she faded away were "I opened the door".

Inside the Box

So there were a few things inside the box 'Red' left with me. Make up and stuff, but there were only 3 things I thought were a bit odd. I mean I don't know why Red is scared of anything inside this cardboard box and I don't understand why giving it to me instead of throwing it away was the only option. Maybe he thought it'd be a nice gesture to give me something belonging to her, but if this stuff is giving him grief, I don't appreciate him wanting to pass it along to me. Not that I really believe him, I think he's just been smoking too much pot lately.
Anyway the 3 things I found were, a zippo lighter (I don't know why she had this, she didn't smoke&I never saw her use it), a sort of hawaian flower nekclace I think she wore to parties and the last item was the most peculiar.
A piece of paper with what looks like a scribble or symbol written on it. It doesn't look like much and I don't know what it means.
Anyway here's some pictures of the stuff I'm going to label for now as 'junk'. Sorry Red but I'm not feeling anything. I'll finish watching the rest of videos when my gf goes away, I don't want to upset her with this.

Unwanted Box

I've watched a few videos myself and nothing weird has happened to me. Don't know why Red is being so weird. The videos though were pretty mundane. I'm going to put them up, possibly on youtube. I try ringing her phone everyday and it rings several times then goes to voicemail.

This is pointless I know

Resorting to the internet for help. That's never a good sign is it. It shows that I can't find a damn soul to help me in the real world. The irony of my choice of words in that previous sentence would of been funny to me at one point.
I had a friend once who was as normal as anyone, as lively, caring and fun as a friend could be and now she's gone.
She had a blog of her own, depicting some weird stuff that had been happening to her. A friend of hers emailed this to me. I'd only met him a few times, alright guy, little bit of a nerd. Called himself Red online, I called him Damon.
Damon had read her blog and found some videos and a box of stuff belonging to her. He said he watched only some of the videos and couldn't watch the rest. His comuter would freeze and he thought they had a virus, but then other stuff would happen in his room.He said he'd tell me some other time. That's the last I heard from him after he dumped a box of her stuff on my porch.

She didn't move away, she didn't leave me, she just vanished. She's not dead though, I never for one moment though she was dead. Everything that's been happening, that still is would just lead up to the death of someone. Not for the fun of it, no way. I know she's out there somewhere, maybe she was kidnapped, maybe she's become part of something that my hands can't touch. But I don't want to touch anything else. I can't barely holding hands with my girlfriend anymore, she knows something is up and that's about all she knows.

You are out there. I know this.

If anyone knows anything please get in touch here. And for those that are interested...this was her blog.
http://burnthandle.blogspot.com/
Her name was Sarah. Her name still is Sarah.