Thinking

I really am no good at sitting and allowing someone to come after me and my friends. Now that I have had time to think instead of just be on the run...I am contemplating a way to go after Hypnos. He attacks us physically and mentally, and we do nothing but try to passively resist. Resistance techniques only go so far in my mind..After a while, to get rid of your enemy, you have to fight back. Hypnos doesn't seem like the type to become frustrated at resistance. He will just keep increasing his attack, getting closer to victory. Unless someone stops him before it's too late.
He's given us hints that he's weak. As far as I'm concerned, Hypnos is a child compared to some. He is still learning, just as we are. I am going to find a way to end the learning process for him. Permanently.

The Rake

I got my first sighting of the creature tonight. Hawk has been asleep almost non-stop since we got here, but I could no longer be still, so I got up and went to have a bit of a look around close to where we passed out. I happened to look out into the distance and there it was. It didn't see me. It appeared to be too busy sniffing around, looking for something. That Possum thing, perhaps?

It is odd, but I am almost (and I do mean almost) glad of its presence. From what I hear of the Rake, it does not tolerate proxies in its area. That means Hypnos and his minions will have to try just a bit harder to reach us here. It won't stop him from trying to break into our dreams, but it might just stop him from walking in here and starting another fistfight from hell.

On a related note, the dream changed last night. It was a very short dream, but... Hawk was there. He was wearing a mask, standing over a body. Or what remains of one. I have no idea what it could mean, but..Any dream with Hawk in a mask is not good.

No No No My Friends You Will Not Escape. I Have Worked Much Too Hard To See You Run Away From Me Now. Not When Plans Are So Close To Success.


If An Attempt To Run Is Made You Will Both Regret It. This Is My Only Warning.


~I Have Spoken~
  Hypnos

I thought I was going to die. I really did. I have never fought a person hand-to-hand like that. There was something all wrong about this fight though. Something making my arms and legs feel heavy and uncoordinated. It was very strange. I should have been able to take this crippled soldier, if not easily then at least more effectively than I did. Part of me wonders if HE was there and I just didn't notice?

That aside, I found myself able to stand up and walk a bit on my own today. I found a mirror in the basement and was shocked to see myself in this state...There are 'bandages', bruises and dried blood everywhere. I've got scraps of old t-shirt wrapped around my hand, arms and head. I look like an absolute wreck at the moment. And, I hate to say it, but I really need a shower. But since Hawk burned the house down, guess what we don't have? Oh well. The garden hose will have to do.

I think what he did was genius, personally. I admire the way he thinks under pressure. You're almost as good as me, Hawk. :) My one hope is that he burned that bastard, and maybe his friends too.

It feels as if someone has dropped an anvil on my head, but I am awake now, for the time being anyway.
  I found Hawk. We found a way around the filter. You aren't very clever if you didn't see through that one. It was a last act of desperation, and I thought a feeble one at that. But it doesn't matter. You failed, you miserable bastard. I hope you enjoy the knife in the leg. It's only a taste of what you deserve. Pity I couldn't have stabbed the other leg though-Maybe then you'd need a wheelchair.

Daughter of the Night

No longer will I go by that 'title'. It is an old thing from an old life. I am no longer the hunter that hunts for the fun of causing others harm. That is entirely too close to what the Faceless does. I am now the hunted. I will use what I do to survive and to try to protect others from Him if I am called to do so. I am also reminded that this situation I am now in...I could have prevented it. There were warning signs, I had plenty of chances. Now it is too late. Now all that is left is to make the best of it.

As far as making the best of it goes. This morning when I awoke and saw the Faceless, I threw a knife at his head. Yes. I know that it will do no damage to Him. It might amuse Him, or it might make him angry. Who knows. But I had do do something besides sit here and be afraid. And it just so happened that I had an extra knife nearby. I rather like the idea of pranks and jokes and the like..Maybe this will become a more common occurrence.



I'm going to fight you, Faceless bastard.

Missing Time

I don't remember yesterday. I've tried. It seems like I (finally, may I add) fell asleep, and I woke up at the hour I usually do. Nothing was out of the ordinary until I went to find a place where I could check blogs and the like. I looked at the date, and it said '01 July'. That doesn't make any sense. The last time I looked at the date, which was YESTERDAY, it said '29 June'. I have no recollection of anything I did on the 30th. I did some research and pieced together a few things, which all seem like fairly normal everyday activities. There are two wide gaps, however, where there is no evidence whatsoever of what sort of things I may have done.

I'm hoping I'm just sleep deprived from seeing entirely too much of Him.



Speaking of Him. There He is again.



Leave me alone you faceless bastard.