Second Stage of Grief: Anger

SHUT
THE
FUCK
UP

They're whispering to me. Whatever the FUCK these things are. They..they keep telling me to kill myself or..or kill someone else, they keep telling me it will releeaseme doitdoitdoitdoitdoit

set me freee from this hell

fuck..why do i feel so fucking..drunk.

im gonna go lie down

-p

A Lead

The voices are persistent. Yet, true to their word, I have a rather solid lead on finding Phoenix. I don't know whether these voices are a manifestation of my subconscious, and I have some mental illness or something, or if some unknown entity, or entities, are telling me these forbidden secrets.

Well, either way, I'm going to investigate this new lead. Wish me luck.

Khronos

First Stage of Grief: Denial and Isolation

No.

No.

This cannot be happening.

This has got to be some sort of fucking nightmare or..or..a prank or..

I don't even know.

As I type this, I am looking around my own bedroom. Or what LOOKS like my own bedroom. If I open the door, it just shows a brick wall.

I have to be dreaming this, I have to wake up..wake up..

My mind is a complete mess.

Perhaps if I withdraw, isolate myself from everything. Maybe that would be for the best.
pleasehelpme

-P

Trapped in Myself

I can hear voices ever so often, telling me that they can help me in my search for Phoenix. I think this is stressing me a lot more than I would've expected.

Or maybe I'm going insane.

Only time will tell.  But, whichever it is, I can't give up on him.

Khronos

your determination amuses us

When Hell Freezes Over

They're twisting my words. I feel like I can't type anything without these fuckers telling the truth
changing everything I say.

I don't even notice my surroundings anymore. I just sit here, waiting for Khronos or anybody to come, anybody to find me. But I see even he's having problems as of late.

This is for the record: We are not crazy. We are professionals in a strange career. Except i'm not even sure if I believe that anymore.

I noticed some sort of peephole in this bedroom door. Gonna go check it out and maybe report my findings.

-Phoenix

The Search Continues

I've continued the search for Phoenix, despite my being let go from my job.  It's been significantly more difficult without access to his employer's resources, but I won't let that stop me.

I haven't had a hallucination since the incident a few days ago, which I'm pretty happy about, since it means I'm not mentally sick, which will make the search easier.

Anyhow, the search continues.

Khronos.

or so you think

not a game

there is no point in fighting us
we are everywhere
we are nowhere
we are the sounds underneath your bed at night
we are the whispers in your ear
we are the urges in your mind

we are not an entity


he is trapped in our web

Help me, someone..anyone

They're twisting my words. I can't even write anything anymore without whatever the fucking hell this thing is replacing my posts.

-Phoenix