KEY

•November 2, 2009 • 51 Comments

you HAve come upon a door.

stop trying the haNDle if it’S not working.

if A dooR is locked, surEly you must first find THE KEY?

The Notebook

•October 9, 2009 • 74 Comments

For the sake of those interested actually seeing this, here’s Dav’s video of looking through the notebook:

Part 1

Part 2

Another Note from Joshua

•October 6, 2009 • 69 Comments

AUTHOR: JOSHUA

Logan. Call me. You know my number.

As a note to everyone else: It is clear that Logan, wherever he is, still has access to the internet and this blog, or at least he does intermittently. For the sake of clarification, I’ll start every post of mine with “AUTHOR: JOSHUA,” and will go back and edit my previous ones as well.

Also, a quick update while I’m at it: I also feel like I owe you an explanation on what happened to Logan, or at least, as much as I know. When no one had heard from him for two weeks, I finally went over to his apartment, and what I found was… Interesting.

The key that he usually had hidden underneath a false rock in the garden wasn’t there, so after some convincing I got the super to let me in. The entire apartment seemed like it had been overturned, with two exceptions. The first was that the refrigerator seemed untouched, which I can only assume is because it’s so fucking heavy, and the second was his bedroom. The bed was off of its frame, books were thrown from shelves, there was a hole that appeared to have been punched into the wall; but his desk was immaculate. It was completely clean, aside from the notebook, laying dead center, a knife and a set of colored pens beside it.

And… that’s about it. We immediately called the police, who swooped in and inspected it. I haven’t heard of anything new other than that they couldn’t find a single fingerprint that didn’t belong to Logan or belonged to me and had been created when I entered. But that claim in itself makes me suspicious. There should be other fingerprints. He had people over all of the time. My fingerprints should be all over the place, not just where I touched when I went into his apartment that day. Our other friends’ fingerprints should be everywhere.

That’s all there was to it. He was gone without a trace, leaving only a wrecked apartment and that notebook in his wake.

The Reward.

•October 6, 2009 • 24 Comments

Knowing is knowing is knowing is knowing.

Light flickers as hope bickers as the tree grows quicker as your path becomes slicker as you can hear him snicker as if drunk by liquor you’ll just get sicker.

Contact.

Contact.

Where are you.

Perhaps you can help.

The Earth shifts.

The earth shifts.

Time shifts.

Reality shifts.

And he just.

Doesn’t.

Care.

Be Gone from my Life

•October 4, 2009 • 70 Comments

AUTHOR: JOSHUA

The notebook seems to have a magnetic quality to it. I’d be lying if I said I have no urge to look through it, but its past is far too disconcerting and personal for me to delve into it.

I’ve selected who to send the notebook to based on who gave the strongest impression that they know what they’re dealing with and will be able to resist the aforementioned magnetism. They can identify themselves if they’d like, but I won’t share who it is for obvious reasons. If you haven’t heard from me, it isn’t you. I feel like I should say “sorry, it isn’t you,” but I don’t know if an apology is appropriate in this situation.

The book is sealed in an envelope and will disappear from my life on Monday.

-Joshua

Getting Rid of It

•September 30, 2009 • 64 Comments

AUTHOR: JOSHUA

This is Joshua. The last post was not by me. So it’s safe to assume Logan is at least still alive out there, although he clearly doesn’t seem well.

Logan, if you see this, please call me or contact me in some way. In any way.

As for the notebook… I’m taking his advice and getting rid of it. If you want it, email me your address at jfauxpas@gmail.com. I accept no responsibility for anything that might happen as a result of getting the notebook. If I can’t get this mailed off by tomorrow, I’m destroying it.

LEAVE IT JOSH.

•September 28, 2009 • 32 Comments