1:56
PMin my bed
oh god its eyes were like hell
It was like I had a soul and it was staring into it.
It was the Rake. It was a fourth Rake.
I think I backed my head into the wall too fast.
THURSDAY
JUNE 28TH, 2011
(THE FOURTH RAKE OF THE APOCALYPSE)
6:49
AM
I slept.
Donnie wants to come with me to meet with
Bill.
7:22
AM
We’re at the pharmacy. Nobody’s here.
We’ll
wait it out.
8:05
AM
Donnie doesn’t think anyone’s coming. I think she’s
right. We’re heading back.
8:30
AM
MOTHERUCKf
BASH
rfh
WHATI
oh my
god
eyes
1:56
PM
in my bed
oh god its eyes were like hell
It
was like I had a soul and it was staring into it.
It was the
Rake. It was a fourth Rake.
I think I backed my head into the
wall too fast.
1:59
PM
Donnie’s in here now.
2:01
PM
Fuck. Donnie says Bill’s dead. He was torn to shreds.
The Rake got him.
Fuck fuck fuck. Bill had some papers for me.
I’m getting out of bed.
2:07
PM
Oh god I haven’t thrown up in a while.
That’s a
lot of.. I mean, that looks nothing like Bill anymore. It’s
all blood and torn flesh, scattered all over the room. What’s left
of Bill is scattered all over the walls and floor and ceiling.
..the
wall.
THE WHITE JESTER IS NEXT
djushgusdfigjfdg
FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU YOU
FUCKING ASSHOLE WHY ARE YOU SUCH A DICK I HATE YOU YOU COCKSUCKING
FUCKING PIECE OF DICK SHIT FUCK
5:49
PM
The Rake wants to fuck with me, does he? Well, I’ll
fucking give the fucker something to fucking fuck with.
Tiger
Stripes, we’ve got one more Rake to kill.
Let’s do this. For
Bill, for that Asian dude, and for all the people who the Rake has
terrified and/or maimed.
Now if only I knew where the fuck the
Rake was.
7:23
PM
Someone said they saw it outside.
C’mon, Tiger
Stripes.
Batter up. I dunno. Let’s just do this.
I’m
putting my sunglasses on. It’s nearly half-past, and I’m putting
my sunglasses on.
I want the Rake to know I’m not fucking
around.
7:32
PM
On second thought, maybe wearing sunglasses at night
isn’t the best way to convey the message “I don’t fuck
around.”
Fuck it, taking ‘em off.
7:34
PM
SAW THE FUCKER
Where you running off to?
7:37
PM
WAIT
..fffffffff
This didn’t go the way I had
planned.
How am I gonna break the news to them?
8:05
PM
I told ‘em it straight-out. The Rake ran into the
Exodus.
Now we have a bit of a panic on our hands.
9:45
PM
We had a meeting and a headcount. To sum it up,
-
There are twenty-five of us left.
- The trip on the Exodus
will take six days if we’re lucky.
- There’s a goddamn Rake
somewhere on the Exodus.
- We have five members of the
Exodus crew, plus two doctors.
- We have one sick person.
She wasn’t here for the meeting, but she was counted in the
headcount.
- We have six children, four of whom (including
Donnie and I) are teenagers.
- We have twelve adult passengers,
including the innkeeper and the sick lady, as well as Richard and
Meredith.
- Worth noting: This is just us who have been
headcounted. Not that I think we’ll find any legitimate stowaways,
but you never know.
So. Six days, twenty-five people, one boat,
one Rake hiding away.
Why do I get th
10:10
PM
Motherfucker, this is insane.
- We have twenty-four
people.
A young child, a kid named Jeremy, was just found with
his head cleanly cut off.
That’s the modus operandi of
the Masked Massacrer.
But Rake’s already killed Masky; he was
Bill. Which was shocking, yes, but still.
10:15
PM
So let me get this straight.
Twenty-four people on
the Exodus for six days straight. One of us might be the
Masked Massacrer, or it might be a stowaway. There is also a Rake
hiding away somewhere.
Tiger Stripes, give me strength.
(Attached: “Ah, the sea, greatest mystery of the Earth. Older than the species that conceptualized Time, and we owe our past to her. Yet no one knows much about her depths, no one except Salmacis, and it has this tendency to not want to share her information with the rest of us. Salmacis is another odd case altogether, though I’ll have to prepare if I want to tell you about her. There’s a lot to say, and no easy way to say it.”)