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[Finding out that the children are alive is only a mild comfort. He's still not sure what can be done to find them, or what he personally can do to help. All he's done so far is flip through inconsequencial books, drag a robot up three flights of stairs, and have a weird prophetic dream... none of which have gotten him any closer to feeling useful. So when he does find something, even though he doubts its merit, he goes ahead and posts it. He feels bad harming a book, though, so he tears the page out as neatly as he can before pressing it into his journal.]
[Filtered away from Slenderman]
Uhm... I've found another picture of him. I don't know if it helps, but maybe there's something in there that we can use. It was in a book entitled "Weird Photographs." [he pronounces the last word kind of oddly since he isn't sure what it means.]
I didn't see him at first. He's on the left, in the mist. [pause] Come to think of it, wasn't there a mist like that around the blood tree the other day?
[he leans in, a little more enthusiastic.]
Actually, this could be something. Can anybody read what's written on the right there? "Land..." something. Or what that canister is behind him, or what that is on his head? He looks grown up, but the adults are getting put to sleep, aren't they? Maybe he ... maybe ...
[a long pause, followed by a frustrated sigh. HE'S GOT NOTHIN'.]
[Filtered away from Slenderman]
Uhm... I've found another picture of him. I don't know if it helps, but maybe there's something in there that we can use. It was in a book entitled "Weird Photographs." [he pronounces the last word kind of oddly since he isn't sure what it means.]
I didn't see him at first. He's on the left, in the mist. [pause] Come to think of it, wasn't there a mist like that around the blood tree the other day?
[he leans in, a little more enthusiastic.]
Actually, this could be something. Can anybody read what's written on the right there? "Land..." something. Or what that canister is behind him, or what that is on his head? He looks grown up, but the adults are getting put to sleep, aren't they? Maybe he ... maybe ...
[a long pause, followed by a frustrated sigh. HE'S GOT NOTHIN'.]