Promise

Happy New Year and Holidays. The holidays passed me by. I been busy. Hiding, keeping a low profile, maintaining a normal life and remembering my past endeavors. Legion still are messing about. Trying to dissect and destroyed every fiber I'm. They almost succeeded making me their attack  dog. Hunting down the remnants of the children. That failed experiment that I was sadly a part of. Not willingly, hell. In my own house, I was a guinea pig. I was a beacon to attracted the foul monsters that now besieged me. Nevertheless, their is no concrete evidence or records of said experiment. Candle Cove was created to create a slim chance to capture Legion, for whatever reason.
Those poor souls that were chosen by the program are either insane, hiding or dead, either by Legion, me or some other lapdog. This post is a promise. I will die trying to set things right. I will saved the lost souls trapped in the cove and I will save my daughter. I remembered what happened to my ex-unit.  One of the faces of Legion, D was there. The boogeyman was there, but I found an easy solution. A paradox. I know who D was before he became part of Legion. Right now, he is still Dante Espinoza. An accountant with a girlfriend and a friends. A normal guy living a normal life. Why I'm announcing this here? In reality, Legion knows every play I can do and I know they will try and stop me. I found something, that will distract them. One word: Cage.  I found it. Good luck.

The never ending dreams. Never ending sorrow. The past laughter, past angers, we were a group. We were a unit. A lost unit in the desert. Wandering around the desert to asserted peace. Robert, Brandon Morris, Kyle, Patrick, Matt, David, Enoch. All these men that once served their fellow country, foolishly perish by a shadow hand. I still not put together, I'm trying experimental methods to access my memories. I will be full and I will spill my past. I will find the answer. I will know what were the fate of my deceased unit.

Who are you disguise as? A Normal, PTD Ex-veteran. Are you still with the cultist? They're not letting you US COMMUNICATION. No Internet, No Phone, NO CONTACT. You isolationists. Happy Halloween

All those eyes, I can see them all over my dreams. Visions of kids pointing at me. Mocking me. I cant be normal. I miss Abigail and Clara. Stolen from me. I'm trying to recover my pieces. I'm a jigsaw man now. I need to be put back together to face the storm.

Hey, I'm still alive. Just relaxing. Taking a breath. Haunted. Those eyes of relief.

Soon. You need talked to your diary about other experiences. It was entertaining. SOFUNNY.

What other clean-up do you need? I'm willing just to see more of my daughter.

Hello. you did wonderful. You Were Great. You Know It was One of YOU. DISGUSTING FILTH OF A MEN. TAINTED BY YOUR LOGICS. WE ARE DISGUSTED BY YOU, butyoudidgood. more to come. Stay active. Continue talking about your past. We like that. makesyouhuman,youfilth.

Sincerly,

US

P.S. Nice clean-up. We expected a mess.

I saw her. She was sweet. I don't really remember how sweet she was. My Clara. My sweetheart. I remembered, one of her favorite fruits. It's pineapple.  They arent so bad, if you have a worth for them. They will reward you. That guy, the guy i used for my pay, to see her. He was one of the children. One of those butterfly nets, but he was happy. He had a family. Unlike me, another child of the cove. HE HAD WHAT THEY TOOK FROM ME. Well, soon. I will find a way. To solve, my crisis.

So much running, so much hiding. I'm back. I haven't seen her yet, but i know they will keep their promise. So much blood, so much. I'm a killer. No. I'm a soldier. I'm back. Oh, yes. I will continue my visage of normalcy. Talk to you all soon.

It's done.

busyandwetoldyoutodoit. DONT MAKE YOUR BORROWED EXISTENCE OBSOLETE. you impotent fool. You got until the end of thedAy, to finish the deed. Stopbeingacrybaby, bUtTerfLy Net. THINK OF THAT SOLDIER, LONG tiMe AgO. wE HeLp Yu then. DONTDISSAPOINTUS. Kill one of the children, not too hard. Remember when you kill that inNoCent Family, you disgusting monster.

Then why don't you do it. I know, you freaking can.

Innocent is a meaningless word. Doyouevenknowtheguy? He is a SECRETPEDOPHILE, he murders and rapes kids. youaredoingyourworldabigfavorbygettingridofhim.

He is an innocent man. Please.

DONTyoUwnT2seeyourdaughter.

I found him. I can't go through with this. He has a family. A kid. A dog. Please, don't make me do this.

wewillSEEE

I understand. If I do that, would give me back Clara?

Why can't you leave me alone? Hunting my dreams, just for what? For fun, to eliminate us from your game. I'm not a piece. I'm not your puppet. Leave me the fuck alone. You won. Tell me.  What to you want?