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.