Slips from Reality

The intense days of research have demerit my normal life, each time I go to work, I can't stop thinking of Candle Cove , D and Legion.  I feel that they are watching and mocking me in that little corner of my eye. I haven't seen any activity, that I know of, from them. As if they are patiently waiting for God knows what. Sometimes I could hear them in my coworkers' voices, I'm maybe becoming paranoid. Who could blame me? Sometimes I could see those woods in my office space, they looked like a shadow or an imprint in my eyes and if I concentrate hard enough I could hear this beats.

Actually, all my life I could hear those beats. It never bother me until now. They couldn't be connected. There's no way. The only incident that has really happened was this weird email, it could be a cypher. But it's incomprehensible, as if it was translating to English from something else. I can't copy and paste it. I can't find the original source or translated to other languages. Nor is it binary. My entire life now is just frustrating.

Even the news doesn't help me cope. Another child missing by mysterious circumstances, the father's body found in a black bag mutilated in some woods near the area, which the mother disappearing a little later after finding her husband body or how about that grinning man, the serial killer, who returned to killed the survivors of his last attack. Or a warning by an organization about an unknown creature that is affecting the rural areas, who is completely unrelated to the black bag incident. The world is going to shit.

What kind of God created these beings or this bizarre circumstances that victims have to go through? We all live in a foxhole waiting for that small chance to survive.

What I know so far.

One of the things that have been bothering me, is the day my troops died. I know that Brandon knew about it. I must have told him in one of those sessions that they erased. Why don't I remember? They have the most terrible power of them all, they can erase memories. There's a saying. A man is the sum of his memories. The events, relationships, incidents and actions we used to do, define who we are now. It make us grow. We learned from past mistakes. How can I stop them?

I research a bit about the word "Legion". I know I have heard the name, when I used to go to  church as a kid. Most of the gospel details a possession in a  place called Gadara which is now called Umm Qais in Jordan. Jesus asked the possess man: "Why is thy name?" the possessed man answer "My name is Legion: for we are many" Then Jesus exorcised the man, then pukes the demons out.

Having meeting them, I haven't see them possessed anyone. I believe they enjoyed watching us and getting their hands dirty. They don't look like demons either. D, looks like a young male adult, he is a bit tan. I have a distinct feeling that he is not the leader. His feature are human. The other members have similar human characteristics, but some looks rotten. Like their bodies are dying.  They have an ability to teleport and I'm guessing shapeshift since the members that captured Brandon that day fused into my imaginary friend.

That's another anomaly, my imaginary friend which I believed he is real. He is the only one that I remember that isn't human, per se. He may have humanoid characteristics, but what happens recently I know that form couldn't be it's true form. He was able to shape itself into a liquid state. He spurred tentacles that the end forms into claws. He has the ability to change faces, as well. My question is, what sort of relationship does it have with Legion?

My main question is, how does Candle Cove have to do with them? The noise theory I read about in the comments section of my blog, could make sense. The reason I can't placed it as my main theory, is that the show was real. It had puppets and human actors. I haven't had any incidents with Legion, my imaginary friend and Doctor M recently. Who is Doctor M? It's he a figment of my subconscious trying to piece everything together.

That can't be. Even though, my encounters with him, his face was indistinguishable. I'm unable to describe him, he is like a ghost. He did say that Candle Cove is a beacon, but for what and why? Why tell me or even appear to me? So many questions, so little time.

The Day Brandon Died

I been trying to locate the children of the cove, a name Brandon christened the people that remember the show. I haven't found nothing yet. I believe I should record how Brandon died. If one of them happened to read the blog, they will at least have a warning.

First, it was surreal that Brandon was still alive and in one piece (physically). Actually, he didn't remember at first what happened or who I really was. Just as he said, somehow they can erase memories. I decided not to make him remember the events and I played my part as a patient. Everything went as clockwork as possible, nothing new. Just a patient and his doctor. Until I spotted a piece of paper in his desk. It reads "What is the cove?" He saw it and as like a motor resetting. He remembered everything. His expression changes from cool and collected to afraid and nervous.

He said they did it again. I can't take this anymore. He make me promise that he will find the others before it's too late for them. Before they become part of the circle as Brandon and me. I accepted the promise and told him, together we could stop them. He laughed and said, I already helped enough and that he is tired. He gave me, a file containing names and all the knowledge he knows about Legion and the cove. The latter is information I already knew except for one note. "They are the infinite and the one. They feed on ones ...." That last bit of text was scrabbled and I ask him if he remember how the sentence ended. He said no and ask to never look back because they will like that. Continue forward and forget about trying to find your wife and daughter.

I got surprised and angry. How dare him stop me for finding them? I know, they had erased my memories of their existence. I know they are in danger. What if I love them dearly? They stole my love and made me into a loner. When I was about to angrily replied back? He kick me out of his office. I tried to resist, but it was to no avail. I got all the information, he was willing to give me. The moment I was stepping out of that door, I felt that eerie presence again.  He closed the door behind me. I sign any paperwork and pay for the session. When I was about to leave I heard a big bang, the receptionist when inside the office. I heard her scream, my curiosity and my concern made go to that room. Brandon shot himself. A bullet through the head. I stood there frozen and went back into a memory of when I was still in the military. Flashes of my troops came running in my head.

The receptionist snap me out of ti and said to stay here for questioning. The police came and did a report. I omitted the Legion, Candle Cove and the memory lost. Even if I told them, they won't believe me. Hell, I would be putting them in danger. After questioning, they let me go. On the window, I saw a reflection of my imaginary friend. I turned around, he wasn't there. He exited the building.

I will continue doing research and find the others. I could save them from Brandon's fate. I will say this, D and the Legion your days are been counted. When the clocks hits zero, you will feel how the others have felt.

I see what you did there. You hacked into my blog. Great fucking damage there, you have me shaken in my boots. You guys even have a color scheme that looks like vomit. You guys even put a female symbol saying hi. Well, you can fuck yourself. You will get what's coming to you.

PS. I did have a nice weekend. Thank you for wishing it for me, ass.

ANSWER

We Will Accept Your Proposal.



we will love to see you smile again. be scared again. be thrilled again. when was the last time you were happy? which john? memory one, memory two, or were you always unhappy. divorce can be tricky. especially, a divorce of the body, mind and soul. or literal. you will feel young again, that's our promise.



As we made the others feel, especially those two who your heart forgotten.

Did We Do That? Oh, No. My Heavens, No.




PS. WE KNOW HACKING IS OVERUSED. YOU NEED TO UNDERSTAND CHILD> WE DON"T WANT YOUR TAINTED DISGUSTING< NOR THE OTHERS. WE JUST WANT TO

 play catch or hide and seek. maybe even a board game. you were/ARE a soldier. you would love risk.

So You Can Lose Your <THE PAWNS< YOU ALL LOOKED LIKE PAWNS>SIMPLE AND LIKE CLAY> Team Again.

it wasn't us. we promise. they decided fate. brandon

Who Thought He Was A Major Player

UNTIL HE BROKE.

chooses to end or save or informed.

GATHER THEM<THAT WOULD BE ENTERTAINING>TO TOUCH THAT INNER Child. That Kindness. That Innoncence That Was Lost Inside By The World You Call Civilized.


do you remember when you were a child? You used to love those type of games.running around. you, brandon and the others.

PITY HE PROVED USELESS






ByE, BuTtErfly Net.

HOpE to SeE U rEaL SoOn

sIncERLY and from The DESERTs OR COVEs OR WOODs sOR CONCRETE JUNGLEs, anyWHERE YOUR WIT- ImaGInation LESS takes you with luv:  your greatest pals, Legion.



pss. have a pleasant weekend and good night, sweet Tin Man.


Ur liTtle 
says

A promise

I know that you son of bitches will read this.  I will find out what you are and how to stop you. I will make hell feel like a paradise to you. If it's a game, you monsters want to play. I'm game. I will avenge him. I will find out the reason you erased and replace my, no, our memories. I will find the other children of the cove and I will save them. D, it would be a pleasure to strangle you. To torture you, the same way you had done to others. You and your stupid Legion will pay. A word from the wise, don't piss off a retire soldier, if you aren't willing to suffer the consequences.

R.I.P. Brandon Morris.

I wish that we would have remember sooner. Let the angels sing you to your rest.

update #3

I just got a call from the psychiatrist's office. They wanted me to confirm my appointment this Friday. I said yes and before I could ask about Brandon, they hang up. Is Brandon still alive? So what was that other day incident? They did say he was a fail-safe. I will find out Friday, at least he is somehow alive.

Candle Cove Remembrance

How to start making sense of it all? You start from the beginning. For me, it has to be Candle Cove. This post will acted as a sort of notes or memories of that show. I know that the show and the other incidents are interconnected. Hell, I think it shaped my life.

Information:

Candle Cove used to be syndicated on local TV channels during the 70's. Used to run either 4:00 pm or 6:00 pm, but some reruns in the morning or early afternoon wasn't rare. The show consisted of puppets and two humans, a girl and a man (One good and the other evil). The show ended abruptly around three years of its first episode.  The weird thing about it is, once it got cancelled, no one seems to really remembered the show. As if it disappeared into dead air.

Synopsis:

The show is about the quest for the mysterious treasure of Candle Cove. Later on, it's explained that the treasure or one of the treasures is the Muse of the Cove. So the merry Laughtingstock crew has to obtained it before the Skin Taker and his minions. The muse/treasure acts as a MacGuffin.

Locations:

In the entire show except from few exceptions (First Episode begins getting out of a sea-port called Oceania.)  the location was Candle Cove. A weird, majestic, beautiful place. An impossible island. The deeper they go in the island, the darker and more enigmatic it got. As some sort of protection against intruders. The only ones that could have stop some of the cove's traps was the humans connection to the center of the cove.

Characters:

Janice = the  (human) girl on the side of the good pirates (Laughtingstock). She gets transported into the Candle Cove world to be used as an avatar. She is the voice of reason of the crew. She could be naive, but she is intelligent. Sometimes solving the worse of puzzles.

Pirate Percy = The pirate captain of the Laughingstock. He has a sense of adventure and will do anything to have a funner trip. He is one of the few honorable pirates in the Candle Cove universe. Even though, he is extremely greedy and loves to gamble. Hi jinx always follow him because of those two flaws.

Poppy = The second in the command or first mate of the Laughingstock. He is careful and analytical. He is the most cowardly of the entire crew, but he holds a big contempt to his crew and Janice. He will always be the first to sacrifice himself to save any of his crew and their dreams.

Laughingstock (ship) = it may looked like a normal pirate ship, but this ship has a spirit inside it. According to the legend or rules of the Candle Cove universe, every single ship has a guardian spirit. A heart and soul of the ship. It had a catchphrase " you have to go inside" Which out of context sounds creepy, but in reality it mean to look inside yourself to find the strength to overcome any obstacle. It acts as a sort of paternal/maternal figure for the crew and especially Janice, who sometimes feels homesick.

Sir Noah the Chef = the angry chef of the Laughtingstock. He isn't the adventure type, only been in the ship because of a debt that Percy owes him. Most of the time staying at the ship. Him and the ship relationship sometimes acts as a morality duo.

Edward "Pine" Silver = the ship's navigator. A wanderer and always looking at the stars to find answer and sometimes his glasses . Always absentminded, but having a genius intellect. He always follows Percy's ridiculous plans just to find different angle of the sky.

Horace Horrible = One of the three main antagonist of the show. He is the captain of the Woe Serra Pirates. He has a big mustache and have a monocle. He has a gentlemen attitude and wants the treasure of the cove, just to destroy his rival Pirate Percy. Even though he is a captain, he is one of the commanders of the Abysmal Infinitum Organization, whose leader is the Skin Taker.

Skin Taker = The evil leader of Abysmal Infinitum Organization. He is a walking skeleton with a skin cape and a skin top hat. He lost his skin because of some failed experiment to capture Absolution Omega, one of the five balances of the world. Now obsess to take the essences of other to grow stronger and now wanting the muse, to become a God. He is very efficient on science and magic, but his body with is dead, limits his strength. Since he needs major concentration to maintain himself in existences.

David= A (human) man who acts as the dark avatar, the polar opposite of Janice. Both (he and Janice) comes from their same world. He is always dresses in dark clothing. He isn't necessarily evil, but he could be selfish. He acts as a protection from the Island's trap for the organizations. He wants the muse for himself, so he would be the sort of inspiration itself. He is constant liar and wants to take over Skin Taker's organization. Thinking that old relics should rust off in a museum.

Abysmal Infinitum Organization/Woe Serra crew = They were once normal (puppets) folks with soul and individuality. Until the Skin Taker took their essences making them into a sort of zombie hive mind. Even though, they had personality.

That's about the most I remembered about the show. The story of Candle Cove and my story are different, doesn't make sense. I have tried to get a hold of Brandon, I still can't find him. He said we are the children of the cove. Did we became like David and Janice?  That's a show. Plus, D and the Legion don't acted as the Organization from the show. How does my imaginary friend fits into it all?

He calls himself D.

We knew. Brandon and myself knew where we were. We remember it. The same place we gather as kids. Candle Cove. Well, we used to call that place that because of the show. Which now, i don't know it even exist. No, I just don't want to know. 

Everything was shrouded in darkness except for my kitchen's light. The only light source combating the ever hungry darkness. Even the rooms that are visible from the kitchen weren't safe from the dark. We looked at each other. Brandon said to me "Why do they like playing games?"  That's was an unexpected thing to say, especially when we are surrounded. I replied, "I don't know." The wind hitting the windows, as saying let us in. The waves trying to ease us. The sound of children's laughter trying to consult us of the non-danger. I tried hard to combat the soothing sounds. They wanted us. Why go to this trouble?

Then I saw it. In the middle of the living room connected by an arch to my kitchen. No doors, only a space separating it from us. The only thing able to produce light in the darkness. Our imaginary friend. I could feel it calling to us. To soothe. To embrace us. To silence us. I was scared. I felt like a kid again. I was looking straight at it. No, we were. Both of us looking at it and holding our chairs and the table tight. Trying not to get pulled towards it.

It stood there. I was never afraid of it when I was a kid. Why do I feel my heart racing? I want to scream, but I believed it would gave them power. So I was holding everything in, even though I knew it wouldn't helped us. Brandon was petrified on his chair. It continued standing there. I was thinking, why doesn't he come to us? You know, do something. They caught us, already.

The sounds were increasing; I could hear them in my temple. Tentacles. Black tentacles were coming out of my imaginary friend's back. They were slowly creeping like a snake towards us. Stopping near the arch way and then slowly touching it. Like a disease. The end of the tentacles became claws. These white claws grasping on the wall, I saw my imaginary friend's face change. First, it changed into the little girl from my dream. She was smiling. Then, it changed into my mother. Afterwards into some other people that I didn't know. He then transforms its face into a younger version of mine. I couldn't fight it. His face then turned into an eye. Looking straight at me. Digging my very soul.

I fell down from the chair, the kitchen's lights started to blink and dim. I looked up. The young man stood there, where my imaginary friend was. He started to smile. The room got completely dark. I felt someone dragging me back to my chair. It felt cold. The lights came back on. I look at Brandon. Behind him stood three things, they looked human. I couldn't describe them except the one in the middle wore a golden happy theater mask.

I heard a "tsk, tsk, tsk." I turned around I saw the young man walking around the kitchen; opening cupboards and the fridge. He said "Nothing."  He then point at the whiskey bottle. "That would do. Thank you, Mr. Morris." The three things started to grab and tried to drag the psychiatrist away. He yelled "No more. I will deal with you guys, no more." I saw the three things fusing into this black ooze combining into my imaginary friend. Its tentacles appeared on the top of his head, actually his tentacles came out of his chest and back, surrounding his head. The stood very high, touching my ceiling until like a waterfall it hit and consumed Brandon. 

I could hear his muffled screams. Its entire body flowed like water, passing through the chair. It became a black puddle flowing towards the back door. No sign of Brandon Morris. He disappeared. It was only him and me. He sit where Brandon was. He pour himself a glass of whiskey. He tasted it. "I remembered liking this. Not bad." He looked at me. I yelled to him "What have you done to him?"

He was very cocky. "Hmm, you shouldn't concern yourself about him. He is just sleeping like a baby." I knew he was lying. Even though, I couldn't muster the strength to get out of my chair and punch him. All I could do was yelled at him. Scream for answers. "Where is he?"  "As I said, don't worry about him. Think of him as a fail-safe." "Who or what are you?" He answered mockingly, but with a feel of nonchalant in his voice.

"Good question, after two pointless ones. First, I know you have a stupid little blog talking about Candle Cove and  such. So, do me a favor. Whenever you remembered with your little old brain this little incident. Try writing the event  verbatim, you know when you can stop having that rush of memories. I will help you that you won't stop writing it until done. I know you failed at English class. But you are a soldier, the same as us. Wait, no. We are better. We are one." He stopped and looked at my glass. "Want more?" He pours me more without my answer. "You better drink up. It's good for you to forget. The past always hurts. I'm getting off track. I'm getting offended and flattered that you referred me as the young man. Even though, we may acted as an individual. In events such like this. We are not, but since you are talking about me. My first name used to start with this letter. Call me D. I know, about that cartoon thing. Not related. Used to like too."   

He loved talking nonsense. He continued talking. "I know I talk a lot. That was a trait that I still possessed. I was human and all. Now, I'm a collective of minds, emotions and body. We are Legion."

I said, "Like the bible?" He continued. "Somewhat. Who inspired who? No matter. I came here for two reasons." I drank my glass of whiskey. "I think, you would need more than that." He pours me more. "Number one, you should know. We came for Brandon, not you. We need him for our little parasitic problem. Not of your concern. Even though, he may read this. Second reason, that's when we decided to kill two birds with one stone." He signal me to drink more. I didn't. 

"Sure? You will need it, to drink your sorrows. I can't believe that you didn't remember our message. Let me remind you about it." His voice changed, no. As if they were multiple voices. One of a child, a woman and then his voice. Together in symphony. "How is your wife and kid?" I was frozen. Why did he mean by that? "It hits you doesn't it, right in the heart. Answer it. Come on." I tried to say I didn't, but it feels like I was lying. I couldn't say anything. He stood up. "Pity, I was expecting a breakthrough." I started to cried. Did I have a wife and kid? I always was alone. I started to cry like a baby. D. pat my head and saying "There. There. Is time for you bedtime. See you, soon." I fall asleep.

I need to find  answers. I need to find more about Candle Cove. I tried finding Brandon's private number, I lost it. It vanished. I called his office; they said he was out of town. Who were my wife and my little girl? Everything doesn't add up.

update #2

I need time. Memories rushing in my head. I need to piece it all coherently. I just need time to relax. I will publish the rest soon. Sorry.