Friday, February 21, 2014


I decided. I will fight him. I don't even care if it's a trap. At this point it's the same. He's going to hunt me down until I die, better to die saving the world than in your bed. I'm bringing all sorts of weapons: I have a knife, a gun, baseball bat and fire extinguisher. I'll also bring water along, since some say he hates water. I'll face him in the clearing in the woods. Not a good place, I don't like it, but I'll do it. If all goes well, I'll get back to you, but it probably won't. Thank you for staying with me, and farewell.


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