To:Katja

hey.

you must really be wondering where the hell I am, and what in the Fucks sake happened to me.
I wouldn't blame you to be honest, because only weeks ago, I had no idea either. But some things that need explaining did happen.

Given the chance, I should probably at least try to explain. I really do hope you find the log-in info I left for you, because it would feel like betraying the ones who might or might not care.

Anyhow. It's been such a long time, and I really don't know where to begin, but short to say, I was quite wrong about the Villagers. When I was taken to the ward, I had taken one of those pills that they left me way earlier, and it was actually not sleep medication, like I had thought, but it kept me awake. very awake. to the point where I started acting out-of-place and found myself being dragged out of school and to a psych ward. I stayed there for some weeks or months and apparently, someone checked me out of there, but I have a) no memory of this or b) no idea who it was. I have no memory of what happened after that. a few weeks ago or so, I woke up in the middle of a forest, and from the amount of snow (I'd say like a meter or more. 3ft for those who don't know the metric system.) I was pretty sure I wasn't in the south-southern Finland anymore. Keep in mind that I didn't have any idea what day or month it was, so I was fairly certain it would have been February or so, and I thought I was in mid-Finland or so. I don't really know how I found my way out of the forest, but somehow I survived (without proper winter gear holy shit) and I saw a fell in the distance, so I realized I was up north. Later I found out that said Fell was Ruka which meant I was in Kuusamo or at least nearby. There are people who have summer cottages there, you know? I broke into one, even though I'm ashamed of it, but it was below 0 degrees Celsius and I was starving. Thank god, I survived and kept moving in case someone would start wondering who I was and why I hung out in the area for no reason.
They came to get me last week.
I am talking about the Villagers, or the ones I used to call that. They are all just regular people, like me and you, but we are not the only ones. The five(?) people who were behind the other blog are "The Court"

Have you read the news? "Finland is not alone" or whatever the fuck it was. Well, that's the case. we are not the only ones.

Meitä on kaikkialla, ympäri maailmaa. Mutta me tarvitsimme runoilijan joka kirjoittaisi meistä runon ja kertoisi tarinan. Tällä runolla ei ole loppua, mutta se kertoo ihmisistä ja unista, hulluudesta ja harhakuvista. Se kertoo mielistämme ja epätodellisista asioista.

When you find this, please publish it as you found it, thank you. This is my last post probably.
We'll see again.
-Laura, (Darkn3z)

NOT OKAY

So Katja dragged me back to the playground. She thinks I'm missing something, and I think she is not sane, practically forcing me there at evening. In Finland, it gets really dark really quickly in the winter, which means all I can do is go to school (it's dark until around 8am) and go back home (it starts to get dark after 4pm) and stay there, for exactly these reasons. So, we were there, she was questioning why there was street lamps in the playground, and I was questioning why I had agreed to meet her. Obviously the playground is still in use, (by teens who gather there to drink and possibly smoke some illegal herbal substances at least?) And there is like a house/building thing there, and it has a storage thing for outdoor toys and stuff.
I do have some pictures, but I'm currently unable to upload any, besides, most of them are terrible.
anyhow, it was dark, misty and rainy, your generic horror movie setting, not to mention we were at a playground. There was some swings and stuff, a fairly normal playground, and we didn't find anything weird. I was actually feeling great, but she started complaining that she was feeling cold. Obviously, as it was like 2°C outside, I didn't think much of it, we weren't wearing winter coats, so I wasn't exactly feeling warm either. Then she said her head was aching. That's the point where I grew suspicious and suggested leaving, but she wanted to keep looking around, because obviously we must've missed something. When she started saying she was hearing high pitched noise, I was ready to drag her away, but I really didn't need to. She dragged me. She panicked and started to run away from the far corner of the playground, and I knew why. We both saw that, and I was finally able to fully realize I was not crazy, because even if we both are insane, we both saw it, the Slenderman, and I couldn't help but feel a little relieved, since I don't think two lunatics could see exactly the same thing at the same time. Anyhow, we ran, and oddly enough, she seemed to be having more ... uhh, 'symptoms' than I did, which is the reason I let her run ahead of me, and I consciously stayed behind, so that I could take pictures. I know, I know, it's fucking stupid, but I felt like taking a little revenge, and so, we were in the forest, (That thing somehow seemed to just follow us, He didn't really walk or move at all, but I didn't see any reality-bending, time-altering teleportation or anything either, He just seemed to be there, every time I'd look back, or blink, or fumble with my camera, he would seem to have moved or something. From experience I can say, looking at him fucks you up, and sort of traps you, so I just turned around enough to take a photo here and there, but it really didn't help. I did get some photos and then I had to run. Katja was nowhere to be seen, and I really couldn't risk it, and so I ran. He didn't seem to Follow me after I got to a brightly lit area with people, but I sort of felt him observing me from somewhere, just this paranoid sort of uneasy feeling, that made me look behind many times.
I hurried home, and I have been trying to call katja all day long. This happened last night.
I thought she ran home or managed to escape, but I have no idea where she is now. So basically, I feel like I have to

She called back. She's fine, but doesn't seem to remember anything besides the playground and running. She wondered why I had called so many times and asked if something was wrong. Well duh, everything in this situation is wrong. This is NOT okay. She said she remembers seeing him and running, and me staying behind, but nothing else. There is a blank space in her memories after that.
Anyhow, like I was saying, I felt like I had to call the police, but what could I have said without getting locked to a psych ward? That's the worst that could happen to me, getting stuck in a crazy house! Instead of being safe and the magical locked doors of the ward keeping slenderman away, I would actually be more fucked than I am now. He seems like he knows.. so that would mean that when I'd be there, I would be even more vulnerable, because nobody believes lunatics. Actually, that could be what he's aiming for. I can not isolate myself from the society, because if I did, my psychologists and teachers would catch me one way or the other.
I haven't told anyone.

I will post the pictures later, and analyze them more...
But..
I'm lost. I don't know what to do, who to believe or who is my enemy anymore. I don't know.
help me.

-Darkn3z (Laura)

been a while...

I was going to write last monday, but the wifi has been down again...

anyhow, I...

Ugh.

WHERE do I begin... well, there was that Village post, made by, apparently, the Smiler or whoever it is.  The binary translated goes like this:

EVERYONE LIES FOR THEIR OWN PROFIT

IS THE ENDING IMPORTANT?

Argh. I guess I'm going to take that as some kind of advice. At least the first part.

Now then, I met Katja again. She looked.. worse than last time. She didn't want to talk about herself, and only brought up her worry for her little sister. I am afraid she's getting dragged into this as well, I don't know. She did mention nightmares, neverending ones. She claims she only sees nightmares nowadays. At least I don't, I have to say that, but still, I remember countless times I have woken up, gasping for air, cold sweat running down my neck and searching for an attacker. I don't know how to fight this creature, but I might understand it better, if I research it more.. I actually got.. something I could call "information" but... Well. There has been a legend of a man who disappeared mysteriously in a forest that is located in Finland, and that other people have gone missing there, and that the animals are scared of it... I've heard that pagans and witches, even satanists have used it to practice their sacrifices/rituals, but you know these kinds of legends... I don't believe that the Finnish Pagans would perform any rituals involving killing or sacrificing etc. And it didn't specify what kind of witches, and I have understood Wiccans don't have any evil ritual thingys either, and you know. Satanists don't really even believe in satan (LaVey) sort of. But I feel like I should, at some point, visit that forest. Maybe paying a visit there will solve things here. But I'm starting to get the feel that, maybe, researching isn't my first concern, and that I should pay more attention to this cult, maybe even, uh, agree to listen and not deem them as insane. I mean, they got my picture and they seem to know an awful lot about me, and I sort of lie to myself when I assure myself it's just a group of people who have read my blog and just want to fuck around with me.

Ahh well. 

Everyone lies for their own profit, huh?

I guess they do. Probably all of us do. I lie to myself a lot.

-Darkn3z, or if you want to, Laura.

Well fuck being anonymous

So uh.

The title of this post probably says it all... One of the villagers, if not all, decided to fuck around slightly more than what they usually do, and now I'm officially not anonymous. They posted a very selfie-looking pic of me with beautiful, artistic editing in it (not)
Even if that is black and white and whatnot, I've seen my own face enough times to know that I'm in that picture.
But the problem is, I haven't taken that, and as far as I know, Nobody else I know hasn't taken that. It looks as if it's taken with my webcam, and I know it's quite recent since I cut my hair into this very short cut only a month ago.
There's also text in the picture:
"happyhalloween"
"DECIDE
DECIDE
DECIDE"
"whichroadwillyouwalk"

I've heard it's possible to spy on people through webcams, but I never expected this. To be honest, I never use webcams, because I know very little about them and because I don't know how difficult or easy it is to spy through webcams. I don't know shit about that and I'm not going to find out. I wil put some duct tape over the cam, That probably solves this and that's that.

Maybe I was expecting myself to start crying or something, but no. I'm used to this. My face isn't a big thing, It is irrelevant whether I write anonymously or not.

-Darkn3z

When sleeping isn't possible

There is no real point to this blog entry.
I wanted to say tht just to make this clear.

I have been staying up for quite a while, and last night I slept less than four hours, and I fel dead tired, but I can't fall asleep at all, so I'm just writing.
consider this, maybe, like a review on everything that's been happening with a quick update.
also, this might be my ony chance to open up, because I don't do that when I have slept well and I become more talkative at nights anyway.

Let's begin with the present moment and work back in time from there, and see what I can remember.
anyhow, I am in my room, half-sitting, half-laying on my bed and typing. It is dark, and the light from my screen isn't enough to luminate anything except me and some of the wall behind me. It is quiet, even though I have earphones on, I can hear the sounds that the house makes and everything our neighbors do (which is nothing, they are most probably asleep like everyone in our house). Just a few moments ago I logged in with great difficulties, as blogger didn't seem to accept my password and I had to change it. Oh well.
Last weekend, (god, was that a week ago already?) I met a friend I hadn't seen in a long time, and she told me about her little sister having weird symptoms, oddly similar to the things that I'm experiencing. Then there was the thing where I figured out a name for yet another villager, The Nurse (5th) and such.
and then the Call. I developed a fear for my old ringtone and had to change it to even be able to answer the phone.
a lot of stuff has happened.
but, I also have to clarify something, which might seem peculiar to you. About my parents. "Aren't they worried?" "Haven't they noticed anything?" Well, remember the time when I lost about two weeks or sp from my memory? I have no idea what happened then, but if I had been missing (as I woke up from a forest) my mom hadn't noticed anything. Almost right after that happened I actually asked my mom about anything abnormal, but she said I should know myself, I had been home. So I asked if there had been anything abnormal in her opinion, she only started blabbering about a ķitchen cabinet seeming a little different in colour that whatbit used to be and blah blah. I have been asking my other family members but they haven't noticed anything.
I might have been actually home, but something gives me the feeling that I wasn't...
I'M JUST SO TIRED.

If you have any questions, contact me on twitter(@NorthernDarkn3z) or comment on the blog.

Goodnight.
-Darkn3z

Old Friends

I mentioned that I would have a busy weekend earlier, and I did.
What was taking my time?

I had an old friend call me, Someone I was friends with for a couple of years during my 2nd-5th grades, until she moved away. We kept writing letters to each other for a short while, but then we moved on. I didn't know Katja had my number, which of course made me feel suspicious. She had read my blog and realized it was me behind it for various reasons, and found my number (from one of the letters we used to write to each other, she said.) and called me, because of something she didn't yet mention, but she wanted to meet me in person. I hesitantly agreed to meet her.

She didn't live exactly far away from me anymore, and we decided to meet at a cafe so that I could make sure it was really her. She was.

What I expected was something akin to "You know, your blog is really nice, good job right there, I almost believed it, How have you been and what is really up?" but what I got wasn't anything like that.
She did not, amazingly, question my sanity nor this blog at all. When I met her, she looked at me with a concerned expression. I could practically hear her thinking: 'At least I don't look that tired..., do I?'
She told me she believed that I wasn't making this up, because apparently her sister had been going through similar stuff. (This is weird, because I don't remember her having a sister...) She told me about her sister suddenly starting to complain about a noise that nobody else heard, That sounded like white noise, but more high pitched, going all pale, avoiding the forests at all costs, starting to lose sleep, have nightmares and becoming paranoid. My old friend also stated that because of being extremely concerned about her sister, "I started to lose sleep as well and got really anxious about everything." She then told me that her sister had also talked about (translated from Finnish) "The Shadow-man in the forest". At this point I also found out that her sister was quite young, around two and a half years old.

We talked for a while, and I agreed to meet her again, but unfortunately the school is on the way for both of us and therefore we were both unable to arrange a day that would have been okay for both of us during this month.

Don't know what I should think about this. She said not to give too many details about herself in here. Unfortunately I had to write this down, because I still document everything that is happening to me.

I still have my suspicions, Katja. I remember you, but....

/////// EDIT: Katja contacted me on twitter while I was writing this and apparently she might be able to meet up again this month.

-Darkn3z

Stop.

We all know what this is about, don't we?
Click this and see for yourself...
Yeah, so that happened.

You are taunting me, aren't you? But from the code (which was coded using a grid of 5x5, A: 11, B: 12 C:13 ...F:21 G:22....) I suspect I have named yet another "villager." s/he calls him/herself "The Nurse" (Because the code below decoded is TO THE NURSE.)
 the code:

44 34

44 23 15

33 45 42 43 15

"Are we the same or are we like you?" Uhh. I have no idea what that means. Referring to what the person said on the phone ("We're... Most of us are... Like you.") probably.

Uh. Is the medication part referring to the pills I found?
I won't take them.
God knows what they are, and I don't really want to die. Right?
IF I ever change my mind, I will inform you about it.
Are you implying that I'm insane? "Or are you ill" no. Fuck off. Don't you even dare to imply that I haven't thought about that nonstop since this begun! Every single day, I wake up from 2-4h of sleep, the same fucking thoughts replaying in my head over and over again: "what if I'm insane, what if this is just my mind turning against me?" But every time I reassure myself that it's not the case; where could I have obtained those pills, why did the call appear in my phone log, why are the pictures fucking up? You hear me on this, 'Nurse', I don't like you. You are playing mind games with me, but I somehow know you're a fucking asshole. That's the feeling I get.

I will be having a busy weekend so don't you fucking dare, villagers.



I decided to find them. I decided that I will find the answer to all this, mainly, "why me" and "what is happening", but also, "who the fuck are the villagers".

But not because they want me to.
It's because I will end this, one way or another.
-Darkn3z

A call

My phone has been fucking up a lot lately, but I don't think this was a part of the lagging. I got a call earlier today, which left me creeped out and eager to know more.

There was no number, it was a private number (and therefore I couldn't call back) which alarmed me. I usually don't get prank calls as I don't have any real enemies nor friends for that matter, and given the situation that I'm in, anything out of the ordinary will catch my attention. I didn't record the call or anything, 'cause I didn't see that coming, but here's how I remember it:
Me: ...Hei? (Which means obviously Hi/Hello)
Caller: *Raspy breathing and static*
Me: ...Kuka siellä? ("who is this?")
Caller: *long silence*
Me: Älä jaksa. Et oo tosissas? ("Stop it. Are you serious?")
Caller: .....Do you know? (s/he spoke english...)
Me: Aw hell no. I'm going to end this call right now. Where did you even get my number? (at this point I guessed it was someone from the other blog) Who is this anyway? From the, uh.. villagers?
Caller: Liar.
Me: ............... (I was wondering if I should throw my phone at the wall or not and decided not to. I wanted information!) Well fuck you. I won't end the call. what do you want?
Caller: I... (more static and a glitchy silence so I didn't hear what was being said.) No.
Me: Do you even speak Finnish... (The most random question to pop into my mind at that moment.)
Caller: We... (static) do.
Me: Then why English? What do you want? What is going on? Which one are you??
Caller: Because (loud static) .... ....(unintelligible)
Me: Is this a prank? You read my blog, don't you? You just want to freak me out, right? Where did you get my number? Who are you?
Caller: *static and distant, somewhat taunting laughter.*
Me: Oh no. There's more of you?
Caller: (The person changed. this time it was a voice that went through a voice changer, as it sounded unnatural.) Why... would we prank you?
Me: Finally. Someone who speaks normally. (I froze for a moment because I had to form the sentence in my mind before asking.) ....So, who's this, then? What are you, and what might you want from me? Also, for the record, if you wanted to scare me, you did well. Slow clap for you, sir. (I clapped, trying to calm myself by sounding more sarcastic. maybe I wanted to be in charge of the situation again. I had been sitting on my bed, but now I got up, and started walking around the house as I spoke, to relieve my restlessness and anxiety.)
Caller: *more distorted laughter, obviously not the first person or the one holding the phone in the other end.* We're..... Most of us are... Like you. Our intention..? -wasn't scaring you... *static* There are... many loose ends. Shouldn't you be.. looking for... Answers?
Me: What... what do you think I am doing?
Caller: Nothing.
Me: That is rude.
Caller: ...................
Me: How many of you are there? Which- who are you?
Caller: Three.
Me: That isn't fair. Three of you or you are the third.... uh, the... Elder?
Caller: I am not.... no.
Me: Then which one are you?
Caller: does it matter?
Me: Yes! Also, why the voice changer? afraid of using your own voice?
Caller: I am not... the first nor the fourth. *chuckling noise from the background*
Me: Where are you?
Caller: Near.
*the call ends.*

The call ended about two hours ago, at 11:27 am. I wrote down all I got, which is:
-There was 3 callers, or at least that's what s/he said and what it sounded like. The actual caller, the second person who spoke somewhat normally and someone in the background, laughing from time to time.
-s/he might have hinted that the persons present were the second, the third and the fifth, or "the Smiler", "the Elder" and someone who I don't yet know, who writes in green.
-I'm pretty sure the person laughing in the background might just have been "the Smiler". The laughing just fits too well, and I got this feeling...
-"most of us are like you"
- This person wants me to do something. ("shouldn't you be looking for answers?")
-The person speaking was not the first nor the fourth ("Judge")
-They are "near".

This left me incredibly paranoid, And I had to calm down for quite a while. I took my time writing everything I remember down and thinking about how they got my number. I don't have many people except my relatives that know my phone number, and I haven't seen my old friends from elementary school for a good while. I'm just wondering....

Also, nothing remarkable has happened during this week. Still here, still alive.

-Darkn3z

Some answers?

The code from the hack post has been decoded:
WATCH OUT
Still hiding your face?

The Watch out part was easier, I had to go five letters backwards from the starting letter and I would get the right one. I got the idea from my old "secret language" we used with our friends when we were younger... I just wonder... how'd they know?

The next part then, It was easy, but my brain refused to figure it out at first.
00 - A
01 - B
02 - C
03 - D
...
09 - J
10 - K
20 -L
30 - M
...
90 - T
100 - U
200 -V
...

And so on. as long as it has a zero in it.

I'm not hiding. I'm keeping private information off of the internet...

Anyways, there was a new post in The Village blog.
Title: C O L O U R S (<- British way of writing it, the same one they teach in our English classes at Finnish schools as well.)

Link: C O L O U R S

Guess what, smilerdude.

fuck off.

I did get good grades, thanks for asking, douche. all I can say is, I'm happy that it wasn't encoded into gibberish or something. 

Maybe I'll try writing something when I am not as pissed as I am now.

-Darkn3z

stuff and dream entry #3-ish?

The tests are officially over now.
Anyways, I didn't really have time to talk about my most recent encounter(s?) with him. You know. The Tall Man. Tree Man. Slendy. Master. Boogieman. Imaginary friend. The "I just want a fricking 20"-guy. The Tall Stranger.
I know this is serious, and I shouldn't be making such jokes. But I'm going to open up right here: Even though I am really fucking scared, and I'm just pretending I'm not, the whole situation is just.. sort of ridiculous if you ask me. I mean, How possible is it to actually happen? For someone who is quite normal, a decent student, 15 years old, and who's never really even taken interest in such things as the Slenderman - meme. It's just so funny in a twisted way: I've heard tons of people go "I swear  I saw the Slenderman last night, when I was walking home bla bla..." And nobody really disappeared or got into the same state I am in now -constant migraines, nausea, aggressive behaviour fits(I'll get into that later) and a weird cult leaving me cryptic message shit.
Either it's supposedly ironous or I just have the worst luck ever.

Anyhow. I told you the basics of what happened earlier when I encountered him again, after a pause of some sort. But I did include a sentence where Inmentioned feeling mentally weirđ. I'll tell you what happened. I was jogging with the rest of the P.E. class, (I suck at it, I hate jogging to be honest.) And as I'm slower than the sporty bitches in my P.E. class, I got left behind. It's a track that goes around the woods, and I thought I might as well take a shorter path and catch the group, but I should have realised that it wasn't my brightest idea ever. As soon as I lost visual contact to the track and started to listen to the running footsteps of the class, I felt really nauseous, and my ears started ringing loudly. At this point I knew what was happening, so I took another direction and started running away, and at the same time, the headache and dizzyness started, making it difficult to run. I remember looking behind me quickly and seeing him, silhouetting against the faint sunlight shining through the treetops. I remember ending up near the beginning of the track, having bruises on my legs that probably came from all the low branches and such. I sat there, holding my head, panting, for about ten minutes, until they came back, and the teacher told me to go home, when I almost started crying because of the headache. But there's some people in my P.E. class that I despise, and these dorks started saying I'm in a terrible condition (which isn't really far away from reality, but it's still hurtful), calling me a fat attention whore and so on. I had this weird feeling, and all I remember is getting calmly up, looking another of the girls coldly in the eye, and punching the air out of her lungs. I got detention for this, but I managed to avoid it, because I was able to claim that the behaviour was because of my migraine, which is partly true, I get really pissed easily when I'm not feeling well, but this time, I didn't feel like myself. I got home, and just napped the rest of the day.
I think there might be a connection with this and the feeling I had to physically hurt my little brother that I wrote about a lot earlier.

Today, I have been having a migraine again, and I have just slept, slept, and slept even more, I have never felt this tired before. But I had a dream. I have it written down on a piece of paper, and I'll just copy it here.

I felt anxious, and slightly restless, like a cornered animal. I was standing behind a thing, that seemed to be a sofa, but I had to crouch to not be noticed. The footsteps travelled back and forth, and that person came close a couple of times. I could hear that the person was afraid, breathing rapidly and shining the flashlight around to get a better view of things. I had no fucking idea how I got there, I was sure that I had to stay down in order to not be spotted. I had to hide. And as suddenly as the dream begun, it ended, fading away and changing into some unimportant dream stuff.

This dream is special, 'cause it was so clear, and I remember it fully, not just parts of it like I usually do. It felt so realistic. This dream, it has something in it that is just off, I feel like I missed something. I don't know... maybe I'm just imagining these things, and the dream is just another normal dream. I just felt like writing it here, because it's different from the usual nightmares and dreams I tend to have, like falling down from a ledge, getting lost or having those dreams where I walk an endless, dark hallway.

Anyways, I think I might sleep a little longer and then eat something, as the migraine is slowly fading away.
Sometimes, when I wake up with a headache, I wonder if it has some connection to the slenderman, like him appearing in my room while I sleep or something. And it creeps me out.

-Darkn3z

clarification, please?

There was a new blog post in the other blog... The village theme thingy seems to repeat, and the name of the blog is T H E V I L L A G E F A R A W A Y, so I'll just call it "The Village". Anyways, actually, two new posts.

Now there are many things left unsolved, I still haven't solved the codes from the hack post. Anyways, I will now analyze the other posts made by the village. The earlier one goes like this:
F I R S T C O M E S
the one who wounds
S E C O N D C O M E S
the one who smiles
T H I R D C O M E S
the one who knows
F O U R T H C O M E S
the one who judges
F I F T H C O M E S
the one who mends
will the TRUTH be told
will the WINTER turn cold
is the P O E T
the one who remembered
and which will meet the end?

It's clearly meant to be a poem or similar. The poem theme seems to repeat as well, in the poem, and even in The Village's URL. (thepoetisthereason.blogspot.com) 
Now, I want to really analyze this through, and I'll try to make sure I'm not missing anything.
1st - the one who wounds
2nd - the one who smiles
3rd - the one who knows
4th - the one who judges
5th - the one who mends
I can see a pattern here. Getting wounded(in what sense? physically or otherwise?), smiling(to hide it?), knowing(understanding?), judging(looking out for reasons/ways to get over the situation?) mending(getting out of the situation?) Also, the first twitter update was signed with "-JUDGE" and this one with "-ELDER" and the judge-theme is in the poem also. If we suppose these actually represent the nutjobs behind the blog and all this creepy shit, there seems to be five of them, at least, five have been mentioned.. oh wait! Their twitter description says "5 B U T W E M I S S S O M E..." or similar. So that might confirm that there, indeed, are five people behind this. And the Judge is the fourth one of them, obviously. Now, that leaves us wondering about the others. What are elders like? Usually they don't quite wound or mend stuff (what do I know?) and that might rule the 1st and the 5th out. We have the smiling and the knowing left, and since I've gotten physical messages as well, with the smile thing, and it was scribbled on red. Now, If you remember the hack post, it used different colours as well, and this poem was written on black and signed with -ELDER. I suspect the Smiling is connected to the red colour, and so, Elder seems to be the 3rd.
About the smile messages, and the one who smiles, I can't really figure anything out, (since these people seem to be named after people that could possibly live in a small rustic village or something, but what do I know) and I can't come up with anything that fits the theme, so I'll just call him/her "the smiler" for now.
That leads us to the next twitter update and the currently newest post ("IMPORTANT?")
WILL YOU
U N D E R S T A N D

SEEK AND LEARN?

W A I T N O W

vain aikaa, ei armoa?


-5

That's how it goes. It contains some Finnish in it (Which means at least one of them knows some Finnish, or they are Finnish. Translated to english, it would mean "Only time, no mercy?" In a sort of asking "[add some speech or an opinion here], eh?" manner. This post is a lot less cryptic in my opinion. It seems to tell me what to do, which is to wait. Firstly, it's wondering about my future, probably, like, "Will it happen?" and then, wondering if I should "seek and learn" (look around and study the situation, maybe.) and then it says quite simply "wait now", telling me to, obviously, wait. (or maybe it's giving me more time, as the  Finnish puts it. and it's signed with -5. I am 98% sure it refers to the people referred before, and that means, "the one who mends." Now, this is written in green, the Judge hasn't yet written with any colour, BUT the first post in the village was with blue, and the twitter message was signed with "-Judge", so we can assume blue is his/her colour. the Smile-messages are written in red, and the Elder seems to write with plain black (Does this give me a reason to believe he/she is behind every physical item (not including the ones with red scribbles as well) that had black scribbles, and the code in my notebook?) and that leaves the yellow color for the 1st person, the one who wounds. I don't know much about him/her yet, except a single message; KEEPTRYING...
so here's the clues that are connected to the people.
1st - yellow(probably),
2nd - red, agressive-ish?, "smiler"
3rd - Elder, black, creepy?
4th - Judge, blue(probably), ?
5th - green

But that's it about their blog for now. I'll quickly analyze their Twitter update from ~ 9hrs ago;
N O H I D I N G N O W . . . whydon'tyousmileforonce?

I believe this is the smiler, as we know him/her. Because of the repeating Smile theme. It's getting boring, dude. Nothing much to say about that, in all honesty. I don't know what the hiding refers to, as there indeed are things I'd like to keep private, like my own face, name, precise location, etc.
And hey you "smiler"-dude, How can I possibly smile in the middle of all this creepy shit that is happening? Why don't you smile alone, while I try to sort this out? Sounds like a good idea to me.

So, I'd like to give you a quick update on what's happening in my life but I don't think I have enough time to write about that at the moment, so I'll just sum it up: firstly, I met the Tall Stranger, or rather, Slenderman again, while we were jogging in the nearby forests in school P.E. class. It was a quickie, but I got sent home 'cause I started feeling weird (mentally) and got a terrible migraine. When I got home, I vomited again, and felt fucking tired, so I just climbed to bed and slept the rest of the mid-day. luckily, I didn't miss any tests, and I didn't have any fucked up nightmares. I don't have enough time for more at the moment, so I'll go back to studying for tomorrow's test and maybe I'll write more about this then.

-Darkn3z

First things first.

I refuse to try and solve the damn code right now. I need to study. I didn't need this right now.

Now, Firstly:
This happened.
CLICK

Secondly:
I'm going to study no matter what.
You seem to want to corrupt my grades, whoever the fuck you are, that posted that thing and the twitter thing

Also, -JUDGE?

JUDGE?

what?

I certainly don't need new mysteries.

-Darkn3z

How do I solve this?

SO yeah.
That happened.
I started chopping down the message into smaller bits, as they are written in different colours, and I decided to start with the readable context.
"SOME DAYS YOU HAVE NOT SEEN EVERYTHING"
in blue. I started looking back to everything I have found/gained and I realized many of the actual, physical copies of the papers or messages are missing. like the paper with the question marks, remember?
"RESPECT SYMBOLISM" (Green)
Do you mean the symbols?
I am trying not to jump to conclusions, but I think each colour might represent a new person, as they seem to be saying "We" and "Us" So I think there is more than one people behind this. So there's four coloured messages and one black. I've had red before, And the tone was aggressive. So I believe there might be something similar behind those numbers. They are

90 100 08 20 20

07 08 03 08 40 06

600 50 200 80

05 00 02 04?

 

Yeah.

And the yellow "KEEPTRYING" Was differently written.
Keep trying what?

And then the black message.

ZDWFK

RXW

 So yeah. IT'S SOLVING TIME!

 

No but honestly. I am so tired of this.

 

Help is very much accepted.

 

-Darkn3z

T H E V I L L A G E

Z

D
W
F
K

R
XW

90

100

08

20

20

07

08

03

08

40

06

600

50

200

80

05

00

02

04

?

S O M E D A Y S

Y O U H A V E

N O T S E E N

E V E R Y T H I N G.

R E S P E C T

S Y M B O L I S M. 

KEEPTRYING...

Found these...

Yeah hi.
I was unable to write for a while since we had some major problems with the wifi, and I would have been unable to upload pics on my phone so here we go.

I was coming home from my riding lesson last tuesday, and I always have to cycle through some wooded areas, and something caught my eye. I heard a series of loud crackling noises, and I stopped to look around. I saw no-one, but I heard that noise again, and this time I could identify it as running footsteps. This person seemed to be running away from where I was, and so I looked around and noticed a strange scroll of paper up in a tree (Yes, up in a motherfucking tree.) Anyhow, I reached for it and from the inside of the scroll fell out a bottle of pills, so I just grabbed them and left, didn't wanna stay there and see what was going to happen.
At home I opened them and here are some pictures.

So, this is the bottle of pills. it has some in it, just plain white pills with no markings in them. The bottle has the words SLEEP WELL and the symbol drawn on the side. the label is completely torn off.

So here's the scroll. It was tied securely with a bandage, and I hope that stain is not blood. there was four papers in total. 

 So this was the first paper in the scroll. It says LOOK AROUND, has the symbol and some trees in it, with SMILE written over it with a red marker, and something that looks like a creepy smiling face. The next one is made out of different paper, the same as the pages on my journal/notebook. It has the slenderman in it, and words DON'T RUN AWAY and the face in it, and on red marker there is the symbol and words WE WILL CATCH YOU.
The third paper is also a page of my notebook and has the same words in it as the pill bottle "SLEEP WELL" and the symbol. The third one is plain white paper and has the symbol and words DO YOU GET SCARED in it.

yeah and here are the pills. 5 white, round pills in total.











So I started thinking what the "Sleep well" could mean. It's on the pill bottle, and I have no idea what the pills are. they could be literally anything, from plain vitamin pills to cyanide.. not that I know what cyanide pills look like, but still.
The drawings, well, yes, I do get scared, but only temporarily. Right now I just find them slightly offensive, and I started to wonder about the smiley face. I mean, I already know that there must be some kind of person or group behind the hacked account things and these papers and such, but there's never been anything written on red, and that smiley is new, so there is a difference. Also, the messages on red seem more aggressive, "SMILE" and "WE WILL CATCH YOU", they are different from the usual slightly-creepy-and-somewhat-annoying messages, I don't remember ever receiving a direct threat like that.
Anyway, I'll have to think about this more. I'm going to keep updating my twitter at least once a week to let you know I'm fine, and yeah.
also, the comments are now open in this blog, I decided it's unneccessary to moderate them if there is nothing to moderate, really.
-Darkn3z