We're back.

So, I know, we haven't posted in a while. That's because things have gone horribly, horribly off track. We've been stuck here in Vegas. A two day job has turned into an operation of mass proportions. And neither Skan or I have had a moment to ourselves in over a month.
 To start it off, we got separated for weeks without warning. Woke me up at 3am and told me that I was being pulled off of the Vegas operation to do some off the wall thing in Nebraska of all places. Something with a farmer. I ended up finding the guy holed up in a shack in the middle of a corn field. I really didn't want to tell the bosses, but...I don't know. I felt like I had to. Hawk. I have to save him, this is all to save him.. I don't know what they did. I was on a plane the next day...moved around a lot. Saw a lot of things that...I don't want to talk about it right now. I made it back to Vegas, thankfully. And was 'granted' the 'right' to have Skan as my 'partner'.
And to top it all off...We haven't been allowed ANY time. Up until now, tonight. We've been here in Vegas, working...Doing...Things. For the other side. For HIM. Skan says that we can't think of it like that, but it's true isn't it?? These guys here, they work for him, some willingly and others not. But they do it. And if we're doing it for them, aren't we just doing it for Him? No. No, I can;t think that way. It's too much...
We're guarding our 'base of operations' now. First time they've let us have a moment quiet, to ourselves. I found an old iPhone in one of...I found an iPhone while working, and I'm going to use it to post and then destroy it.
I don't know how we're going to get out of here. We seem to be soundly stuck. Nowhere to go, no chance to run. But I can't run. I have to know..I have to find him.

Skan's poking me with a stick. Guess it's my turn to walk the rooms.

Vegas, anybody?

I have to be quick about this. Skan and I may not post for a while, but I'll get you the full story just as soon as I can.
First we visited the airport, which was very nearly a disaster. And then thanks to Skan's quick thinking and hidden knives, we found a proxy hideout. Our disguises worked, but now we're being sent to Las Vegas on some kind of mission. And this mission is not Hawk. I did find out that their next destination is California. They're boarding tomorrow. I'm going to do something stupid to say goodbye tonight, so Skan will let you know if I die. She tried talking me out of it, but, there's no hope, no use. I WILL let him know we're still here...
Okay, got to go. We're still alive, still kicking, and surrounded by the enemy. Wish us luck.

Yeah, I...

She's not a proxy, the girl I saw in the leg forest and the apartments. I found her YouTube channel by accident, whilst viewing uploads of my own. I'm kind of afraid for her, actually. I know someone's in that building, and I know they don't have good intentions. And I know there's a reason why she woke up 5 blocks from there in the middle of the night. I don't know if she knows, and I'm certainly not going to be the one to bring the knowledge crashing down too soon. All I can hope is that she takes heed from our little misunderstanding and watches her back a bit more carefully.

On to other things...Skan and I may have had a breakthrough. I'll let her tell you about it later.

Last Night

Last night, I went to the building mentioned at the bottom of the note. I waited for someone to open a door and slipped in behind them..for living in such a dangerous place, people really don't pay much attention. Anyway, I entered in the parking garage, and...it was the creepiest shit I have ever seen in a building. This place was made for proxies and torture and scaring the living fuck out of people. And there were operator symbols, and that screaming face drawn in graphite all over the walls next to the elevator. Oh yeah, and Him. I could swear I saw his...nonexistent face... And I felt terrified, but just for a moment. Then I saw her again.

That girl from the forest of legs. I turned from where I thought I saw Him when I heard footsteps...There she was. Is SHE the proxy?? No, can't be...Am I being played here?? Is this part of the game, you sick bastards?? I shouted at her and tried to catch her before she went through a door...it slammed in my face just as I got there.

Fuck...
Hawk...
I'm so sorry. I failed.

And that's when I heard Skan start cursing up a storm outside the door.

I found this.

Rotten, proxy jerk. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR NOT SHOWING UP.
I found your little bullshit note, though. Yeah. Trying to make me believe that you're winning Hawk over.
idonticantiwont.iwillfindyou.

 And then there was this attached to the back. I'll play your little game.

ETERNITY

didyoufindit

What the actual fuck.

Sorry it's been a while, Skan and I have been doing our little masquerade nonsense...It has taken us exactly nowhere. Until a day or so ago, that is. We know they're around because...this. This video I am about to show you. Skan wasn't there, she was on the other side of the park.
Here's the setup. Chicago, middle of the goddamn fucking city. I'm just walking hoping to attract attention, and what do I stumble upon but the creepiest park in the history of the fucking known universe.
Yeah, I talk to myself a lot, got a problem. Whoever you are, girl, you had best get the fuck away from this place as soon as you can. It's only a matter of time now.