Camera: "2"

On the camera are a series of videos, labelled "2" to "6."

"2" is this video. This was the first video I put on the blog. o_o It's the backyard of the house, turning progressively more red, while the start of ELP's Aquatarkus, last movement of "Tarkus," plays. Then at the end, there's a frame that looks like the gate leading to the backyard of the house.

The other videos are a little more interesting.

Baaaaaah.

Nathan and I spoke a lot about what's going on. I apologized for bringing him into this at all, but he told me not to worry about it. "I volunteered. I didn't have to go. Plus, now I get to wear this cool eyepatch."

We agreed that the police must be called, no matter how reluctant I was. So Nathan did the calling, also since he's just plain better at speaking than I am. They said they'd check out the house when they get time to.

Finally, you want weird? The camera's got a lot of new footage in it. I'll upload them when I get the chance; life is really busy now that Nathan's hurt.

God, can't you guys leave me alone?

Look, I fucking know it was a trap. I know that now. There was nothing about the email that straight-out implied a trap, and you know it. I just had a bad feeling about it because it was sending me back to the house. I brought Nathan as backup. I mean.. I get the feeling, if I didn't bring Nathan, I'd be the one with one eye. ..or.. no. I was there to get Sam off him. I'd be dead if I went alone.

You guys are all acting like this is some bullshit horror movie, filled with foreshadowing and.. and symbolism and genre-savvy protagonists. THIS. ISN'T. This is real fucking life. Horror movie logic of "Don't go in there, IT'S A TARP" doesn't work in the real world. The only reason this scenario was a trap was due to entirely coincidental context, information I would never have found out if I hadn't gone.

So I wish you guys would stop acting like goddamn insensitive trolls and try helping for a change. Why is it that you guys go on your little ARGs like BEN Drowned and There's Something in the Sea while offering all this support to fucking fictional characters, yet then you see some real fucking suffering going on and you figure you should troll us? At the very least, don't say anything at all. I know, I could just not post your comments. Well, I'm not insensitive. I keep the comment moderation up entirely to block flat-out insulting comments, or accidental spam that gets through the filter. I'll still post your ever-so-clever satire and what-have-you.

By the way? I'm at the hospital. On my laptop. Nathan's alright, thanks for asking, though his eye is damaged beyond repair. He's resting up now, then we're gonna talk about calling the cops. Whoever the hell is doing all this is going to get in serious trouble. You just don't do that to people, seriously. You just don't.

Oh, and one last thing. I'd love to see all you guys get emails from people asking you to meet up. I assure you, it's not that easy to discern trap from honest request when it's in your inbox. I'd love to see you reply to them with your logic, telling them how you're not going; it's a trap. It's not easy. What if it's not a trap, huh? What if they seriously need your help? What if they want to meet up and help you? Either way, you'll miss out on a good experience and come across as a selfish prude.

..and what if Skye Blue was serious? What if he or she was waiting for me, but Sam-- or whoever the hell that was-- got to Skye first? Shit. I've definitely got to get in contact with the authorities about this.

This is getting serious.

We went back to the house, expecting to meet "Skye Blue." We didn't expect that. I mean, I had my suspicions that something was fishy about this meeting, but neither I nor Nathan was expecting anything that we got on tape.

Once again, I'll talk about the findings in a later post. For now, I'm just.. fucking.. afgwgnadfvdmvgmefijfecvnb. That.. oh my god.

Piranha in the comments, you can go ahead and tell me you told me so, but then again, in light of what happened to Nathan, I think you'd best not. Not yet.

..Nathan's in the hospital as of this upload. His eye is being operated on.

I don't think we're going back to that fucking house. I'm calling the police.

Message from Skye Blue.

I just got this email from Skye Blue. The person is telling me to go back to the house (address removed). Then there's that weird stuff about faucets and rabbits.

I'm taking Skye up on this offer. But I'm bringing Nathan again. Better safe than sorry.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Entry #39 of Marble Hornets has been released.


This is awesome, see. I'm a diehard fan of that series. 8D AND THAT WAS AN AWESOME ENTRY OH MY GOD.

Could it have been better? Of course. Have there been better entries? Quite frankly. Was it still fucking awesome to actually see shit happen? Oh motherfucking god yes.


These guys know a thing or two about horror, yessir, mhm, a-yup.

Proper questions.

After reviewing the footage extensively, I've come up with a number of questions to be made from it.

- How.. but Sam.. she got up! And how? I mean.. we didn't even notice! I was really freaking distracted. >.< This, alone, warrants further investigation.

- Sam looks different. HOW.

- Why the hell was I so distracted?! I wasn't even thinking of anything in particular; I just couldn't stop thinking!

- The front room looked different. For example: there was a fucking Xbox right there. HOW THE HELL... ej9fdesfdjEJIFJNIEF.

- What made that loud bang?

- Something about the records creeps me out. I'm sure there's more to them.

- For that matter, Sam clearly got up and walked out of the room while we were gone. So how the hell did she get back so fast?!

There's something odd going on with that house. It was odd enough that Sam's an American, who lived in the States, so there's absolutely no reason she should be here in a British home that's awfully close by to mine! Now we're finding out this house has more to it than we thought?!

It's just plain.. je9afffji.

I brought Nathan to the house.

I realized that I haven't been to the house in a while. And I never really.. went into any other room besides the front room. So I brought Nathan along again.

Looking back at the footage, I'm startled that we didn't really pay much attention to Sam. And I was really distracted. o_o I couldn't stop thinking, just thinking and thinking. I couldn't word my sentences, and I kept trailing off.

Hell, I'm not even mentioning what was up with Sam. That's for a different entry, different time. I'll tackle one mystery at a time. u_u;

Pond.

There's a pond kinda close to my house. Kinda... and it's actually entirely man-made. Okay, so it's more of a lake. Either way, it was entirely man-made. And I fed some swans. :3 Ain't they adorable?

...well, they are! D:

..wait.

"The Thing That Should Not Be." This has been bugging me for a long time.

The Thing That Should Not Be
Master of Puppets, 1986
Metallica


This song's lyrics popped up in Sam's "EATING ME" notepad. This is a great song from a classic album, and it deals with the tale of Cthulhu. Lovecraft and whatnot.

The odd part is why? It doesn't fit in with the rest of the lyrics in the notepad. It's not prog. There may be some progressive influences in various Master of Puppets tracks, but Metallica didn't dabble with prog until ...And Justice for All. So why were its lyrics featured in that notepad?


The mysteries just pile on and on.

Regarding the so-called "Epping AquaTarkus."

The Battle of Epping Forest
Selling England by the Pound, 1973
Genesis


"The Battle of Epping Forest" is an eleven-minute piece detailing a gangwar between Little John's thugs and Willy Wright and his boys as they battle for gangland boundaries. The story parodies a newspaper story of the times. It starts off with a rather memorable march-styled intro before breaking into what I can only refer to as "the easily-identifiable Genesis sound." This piece details the backstories of the gangs, the battle in question, and the actions of the higher-ups as they watch on. It's a very complex track, very difficult to accurately perform live, and the various voices and accents of the colourful cast make singing it solo just as challenging. ..even though it's supposed to be solo. Peter Gabriel rocks. >w>

Conclusion: It is a weird song; I can understand how Sam might feel strongly against it.

Tarkus
Tarkus, 1971
Emerson, Lake & Palmer


"Tarkus" is a twenty-minute epic/suite telling the allegorical tale of eponymous mecha Tarkus, an armadillo-tank hybrid that kills all in its path. The suite climaxes as Tarkus duels a manticore, only to be bested. However, we get a cliffhanger ending as Tarkus is reborn in the sea... as Aquatarkus! Most of the story is an allegory of war, religion, and.. more war. Musically, we get pretty much twenty straight minutes of ELP at their finest. Some might call this piece "wankery," "a fine example of the excesses of prog rock," and "self-indulgence in musical form." Oh yeah? Well I say fuck you. It's an outstanding piece of work. .w. The final movement, Aquatarkus (starts at 6:18 on the second video), has one of the single catchiest melodies I've ever heard.

Conclusion: No, I don't get how Sam could feel powerful feelings from this epic. Though I guess the concept of a giant armadillo-tank, especially one that can swim, that stops all in its path.. that's a pretty foreboding concept.

Do you still wait for your God?

And the symbol of your faith?

..I gotta admit, I liked that in Topography of Thought, that "post cryptic lyrics and hope it sticks" method. >w> Weathered Crashes picked some classic examples, too.

Anyway, this is sort of an update post. To talk a bit about the goings-on. You gotta admit, whoever you are,  that there's something going on here.

Topography of Thought follows a similar pattern to Fish, Man! and Progression Enhanced, or at least.. it seems to. It's got spam that might not be spam, creepy comments, "The Camper," a lot of prog, and just.. yeah. o.o

Speaking of, in one of those entries, Weathered Crashes gives a description of "the Topographic Ocean." There's stuff like people watching from beyond glass cases, no monsters that can harm you, people speak but cannot be heard, and just.. wow, it's pretty cryptic. Anybody got any idea what the hell Weathered was talking about? I mean, it's like some kinda riddle or something.

..come to think of it, I'm sure the "Topographic Ocean" has come up somewhere else in my investigations.

In other news. Peter Rivers. You're one of my followers. I've checked out your blog, Still Remains Within; you mention all kinds of oddities, one of which was screenshot'd on this very blog due to similarities to the other blogs I'm investigating. You commented on Fish, Man! while it was still operational.

Who the hell are you? Seriously.

Third point. I rewatched the Visit to the Doktor (Genesis reference! 8D) video, and.. I don't get it. What the fuck. There's a tentacle thing, right when I say "psychiatrist!" The whole thing distorts like fuck, and just.. it almost looks faked. Did someone.. no, it's not possible to 'hack' a video when I'm uploading it. ..is it? I mean, just.. it's weird. >.<

We've clearly got something going on here.

Oh, then we have the issue of the paper. Yeah, I've still got the damn thing; no masked fellows have stolen it from my room while looking awfully like Spider-Man. I'm referring to the stuff on the back. "No one runs faster than you can. No one runs faster than you. No one runs faster than you eat." If you'll remember, one of the Topography of Thought entries was that, over and over and over again. So what the hell's up with that?

The tentacled dude on the front doesn't make this shit any easier to figure out. It doesn't fit in with anything else. If it's the slender man, what the hell. Have the tentacles I've been seeing just been his branches? Then what's up with "EAT," all the prog, the water? Last time I checked, slendy wasn't an Eldritch aquatic hipster.

..or WAS he?

No, he wasn't. That was a joke. Anyone got any ideas what I should check out next? Any ideas what the "Topographic Ocean" is? Who Peter Rivers is? What any of this shit means? ..I guess I'll end this the way I began-- lyrics from "In the Presence of Enemies."

My soul grows weaker,

He knows and he waits.

He watches over me,

Standing at the infernal gates.

In the hour of darkness,

The moment I feared has passed.

The moment I lost my faith...

Promising salvation...

My soul is my own now.

I do not fight for you,

Dark Mistress Master.

...My soul ALWAYS belongs to my mistress. >w>

Posts from a fellow lyric-lover, part 2

Okay. Slept. Let's do this.

Let them rape the forest

Got some lyrics from Yes' Tales From Topographic Oceans here. I never could make heads nor tails of that album's lyrics. Some real crazy stuff.

Endlessly falling

Dream Theater's "A Nightmare to Remember," second movement, Beautiful Agony. ..I'd praise the movement here, but the lyrics seem much less.. benevolent coming from this blog. Especially with that comment. "Be my slave to the grave?" I sure as hell hope you're a girl, pal. Otherwise, I don't bend that way. ....sorryjusttryingtolightenthemood

It's eating its way back home

...I spy some "Colony of Birchmen," some "The Return of the Giant Hogweed," but at this point, I don't really.. care. o______o Whafdx.crfdko. I mean. asdo. ...e8rif9jd! D:

The Camper Velourium

I recognize Emerson, Lake & Palmer's "Karn Evil 9." The title is a reference to Coheed & Cambria's In Keeping Secrets of Silent Earth: 3. The bottom comment? .....

...yeah, I'm starting to sense a pattern here.

Posts from a fellow lyric-lover, part 1

Uploaded in the order of which they were given to me. Apparently, The Topography of Thought attempts to "travel the Topographic Ocean." o_o

Plants of the sea.

So "Weathered Crashes," here, likes his Genesis. I respect that; I like Genesis, too. Here, Weathered quotes "The Return of the Giant Hogweed" and gets a poetic response. Plus spam.

Untitled.


Uh.. I see some "Colony of Birchmen" (Mastodon) in there, plus random lines and the commenter from earlier. As well as some 'United States' guy.

Crossing the Topographic Ocean

Finally, Weathered actually speaks to his or her audience. He or she attempts to describe what the "Topographic Ocean" is, but.. dude's having a bit of trouble. The description given winds up being pretty cryptic.

Come to think of it, so do the comments.

Best you can is good enough

Here we have... more.. lyrics? That looks like something I've heard, but I'm not sure.

Release me.

Various lyrics from Genesis' The Lamb Lies Down on Broadway, and cryptic/spam comments.

First.

I'm not too sure, but these look like lyrics from Radiohead's Kid A. That cryptic guy still comments, as well as someone who's thinking the same thing I am. xD

Run, little rabbit, go hide in the blades of that grass... run, rabbit, run.

....o___o That's... well, it's from Coheed & Cambria's "The Willing Well." Second movement, to be exact. And, uh.. hrm.

Will continue in future entry. Tired. sllee pn.ow

..just kidding. xD I mean, I am going to bed, but.. I'm not gonna go quiet for weeks. >.>

The Topography of Thought

Got an email.

Looks like there's another blog that got taken down. According to this source, its disappearance was awfully similar to the other two I've posted. This person took screenshots because apparently they were told to by the blogger. o_o Did he know what was going on?

The blog's name was The Topography of Thought, and I'll upload the screenshots as soon as my internet stops being a goddamn dick.

Goddamn, I'm relaxed.

I'm thinking of looking into that flash drive again. I'm just so happy, so calm. .w.

Effing beautiful.

So all this time, I've been having to listen to my prog on either the laptop speakers (which seriously utterly suck) or these little external speakers (which are absurdly quiet and utterly suck). But today? I got headphones.

I'm busting them out on Dream Theater's "Six Degrees of Inner Turbulence." I mean, hey. If these headphones can't make a 42-minute epic sound good, then they can't make anything sound good. ..but they do oh my god. They do make it sound good. .W. I've missed this level of sound quality. For so long.

Now I can truly appreciate prog again. Now I can be.. a motherhuggin' prog fan again.

A Visit to the Doktor

I originally had exactly ten videos to upload, but oh my god not even the first one would upload.

So basically, I went to the doctor. You know why. Two entries ago.

I went and I spoke.

The doctor also gave me a rather off-the-record recommendation to go to Tesco and ask around for a man called Mister J. LaBrie. He said this man has been through similar investigations to mine.

I contemplated checking out the alley again, now at day. It's infested with bugs. T______T I am not going in there, not at this time of year.

Analyzing that paper

Eh, it's morning. It's light enough. So I analyzed that there paper I got. ..I didn't even analyze it, really. I just.. showed you guys it again. Since I don't have a scanner, y'know.

That was freaking weird.

So you know that thing where you get up and get lightheaded and from time to time you'll go blind for a second or two? I think it's called a "dizzy spell."

Well, I got up to go to the toilet, and the blindness kicked in when I was out in the hallway. I kinda lost my sense of direction and bumped into a door. Assuming it was the toilet, I grabbed the handle and was turning it when my vision came to.

There was no door there. Just a wall. So what the hell was I turning?

I've got an appointment with the doctor tomorrow, so I'll be sure to bring that up.

O Noez Where's my expy of totheark?

Yeah, sorry. Slept all day. Got kinda tied up in my own little issues.

After watching back that video, YouTube really fucked up the quality at the end there. You can't tell, but we went about halfway down the alley before turning back. I'll be making a quick video showing the paper I got eventually, since I have no scanner, and there's no "Guitar" guy in my comments. xD

Let's do another vote. What should I do tomorrow?

A) Go back to Sam's house. If she's still there, call the cops.
B) Try actually seriously going down that freaking alley already. Stop wimping out.
C) Try actually seriously digging through that flash drive already. Stop getting lazy.


Or I could just sit around and hope someone emails me regarding some super-important thing. Like maybe the president of the United States of America will be asking me if I know anything about the slender man, 'cause he's terrorizing various states and it's affecting bloggers. And only bloggers. And a couple YouTubers.

..seriously, slendy's not real. >_>

Video footage, investigation of "eat_me_alive." With backup!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mMjfrGVSles

So Piranha told me to look for the location in Sam's "eat_me_alive" video. Someone, I think called Tav, told me I should not go alone. So I got my older brother, Nathan, to help. Unfortunately, we had to go at night. Long story. >.>

Will analyze findings soon.

Yeah, gimme a while.

The video we took will be uploaded to YouTube eventually. Internet's not the best tonight. >.>

In the meantime, I'm happy. .w. I ordered the Marble Hornets Season 1 2-Disc DVD collection. >W< And now I'm just kicking back to Coheed & Cambria's "The End Complete." That suite is really growing on me.

Found something! o_o

So I know you guys all voted for D yesterday, and I did D, but I also went ahead and did B as well. 'Cause the Piranha guy told me I should look for the area in "eat_me_alive." So I did.

I did not go alone. I got my brother, Nathan, to go with me in our exploration.

We filmed stuff, checked stuff out. And, uh..

We found the location of "eat_me_alive."


Uploading the video as we speak. My internet seriously sucks tonight, so give it a while.

Now what?

So we clearly have a connection between Progression Enhanced and Fish, Man!, namely

A pond nearby


The Camper comment


Progressive rock


Strings? Tentacles?


Odd obsessions


Blogs shutting down.


I'll look further into this, sure, but.. I think I might look into other stuff today, as well.

More of Fish, Man!

Let's see what happened next in the world of Patrick Endelhog.

Third Post Today!

Lampshading the spam. ..though he thinks it's not really spam. o_o

Bigger Fish... Out of the Sea?

 More strange noises.

Where is the Bigger Fish?

Noises and.. creepy comments.

 Fish Doesn't Look Like a Word Anymore it Just Looks Like Fish


Patrick's mental state seems to be degrading, and then we have a comment from "Dolphin," insisting that Patrick has nothing to worry about.

Show Time or Sleeping with the Fishes


Patrick actually decides to take action? Oh shit!
..then we have that comment, there. The Camper guy. From Progression Enhanced. He's saying pretty much the same thing, too.

FISH.


Whoo, action! >D Kay, what's the next screenshot?

......oh.

Fish, Man screenshots!

Got in contact with a man named Roger Endelhog. He said Fish, Man! was his brother's blog. I got the screenshots from him.

FISH
Patrick Endelhog. He seems kinda odd. >.> ...Peter Rivers? o_o You commented on this blog?

The Bigger Fish in the Sea

It took Patrick a good few months to post again, apparently.

Out of the Pond

Following an oddity at a pond.

Fish and Traffic

...o_o; This is a weird blog.

Voices by the Pond


..I mean.. what? o_o Oh hey, spam. xD

The Fish in the Stereo

Yes' "The Fish (Schindleria Praematurus)" is mentioned. I like that song. .w.

Odd Fish?

Oh dear. D: Patrick had a run-in with a nasty fish, I see. And.. Peter commented again. What, did you frequent this place?

Yes? No Thanks

Aw, he didn't like it. D: Oh well. Prog's an acquired taste. ..more spam, whoo!

 Come Visit Me Please


Loneliness, odd noises, and odd comments.

Will continue this in a separate entry.

Distracted! xD

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FMcgL3hgMYM&feature=feedu

Sorry! Entry #38 of Marble Hornets is up. So I had to watch it. .w. I love this series, you know. That's one of the reasons I love investigating what happened to Sam-- it's like being in Marble Hornets, kinda.

I'll get back to my research.

Like Twitter But Not

Somehow, I don't think this is the Fish, Man! blog.

I also found this in my searches.

Will keep looking.

They're expecting me, but I've got work to do

Well, yesterday's vote was unanimous-- today, I'm going to research Fish, Man! and see if I can find anything out about it.

I need to do something to cleanse the monotony of my life.

My own mind divided into hollow hemispheres

God, I've felt like shit lately. I haven't felt like even going on my blog, let alone checking through those neverending videos and photos on that damn flash drive. Now I know how Jay must have felt, with those bags of tapes in Marble Hornets.

Don't worry about me, though. I've just had some rough nights. That's all. I'm gonna resume my investigation. That odd video I found has piqued my interest. And there was that comment on "eat_me_alive" that suggested looking for the area in the clip-- great idea. :D

I've been checking out various other blogs on the internet. There are some interesting analyses of the slender man, people who claim to be stalked by him (and even some other creature called the "Archangel" o_o), and then there was one interesting piece. It was for this blog called Still Remains Within. I've decided to take a screenshot of it. Just for kicks. xD

LISTEN WELL WILL YOU MARRY MARRY MARRY

Here, the Peter Rivers guy (I think he's one of my followers!) posts (or a hacker posts) both a lyrical excerpt from Coheed & Cambria's "The Suffering" (Good Apollo, I'm Burning Star IV Volume One: From Fear Through the Eyes of Madness-- amazing album), and a reference to tentacles. I found this interesting, because..

..well...

I seem to be following something to do with tentacles and prog, don't I? There, I've gone out with it. I'm not stupid. I have noticed the tentacle-shaped phenomena in various videos and photographs I've posted, and then there was Sam's drawing of the Epping AquaTarkus.

Now, I don't want to say Sam encountered the creature seen in her dreams, 'cause that's almost impossible, unless she actually saw it in her dreams after seeing it in reality. Still, it's extremely unlikely, all the same. Most likely, she's had some equally-tentacled creature, like.. maybe one of her friends got a tentacled thing and pranked her with it. Maybe even the slender man got to her, I don't know; anything but EAT. That's seriously ridiculous.

Really, the rational train of thought here tells us that Sam got pranked/found a normal tentacled creature, then she went to talk to her doctor and he highly advised her to shut down the blog. I mean, seriously. She was clearly developing an obsession with Tarkus. Her blog was the perfect method for her to obsess over it. We have no idea how she acted outside of Progression Enhanced; for all we know, her obsession was noticeably affecting her behaviour.

Continuing my logical assumptions, the doctor probably advised her to shut down the blog, and she did. In the  months since then, she's prolly moved to England. And who knows? She may not really be dead. She might have just.. been high. Withdrawal from her Tarkus obsession, you know?

..if it makes you guys feel any better, I'll throw a vote. What should I do tomorrow?

A) Visit Sam's house again. If she's seriously dead, call cops.

B) Check for the location in "eat_me_alive."

C) Put my ass into gear and seriously check out more of that flash drive.

D) Do research on that Fish, Man! blog.

I'll give one of those a try, but we're throwing a vote. I know there are people reading this, like that Piranha person.

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Found this in my camera.