Bullshit!

How the fuck did I end up back here? I'm hiding out in an unused room, typing on a stolen laptop.

I'm back in the camp. Loki's group of ex-proxies.

Just realized I never explained who Loki is. Well, Hades kind of died shortly after I joined, but it didn't really matter since Loki was just using him as a figurehead anyways.

Anyways, gotta stay hidden until I can escape. I'll analyze the guard routines and filch supplies when needed. My next post will likely be aft

Okay, so, I started this yesterday, but then Wolf fucking walked into the room. I had chosen a good hiding spot, though, and was able to clamp my hand over her mouth before she could reveal my presence.

I talked her down, and she told me that she wants to leave as well. I had to relocate immediately, though, so I'm back to hiding in the dungeon place that

Not gonna talk about it. My ears still ache when I think about it. Long Limbs got something else to hurt me. It was on the guy recording everything, some sort of fungus.

Actually, now that I think about it, why didn't the fungus spread to me? It's gone now, but... it must have been something more than just simple fungus. It made sounds, piercing wails and horrid shrieks that made my ears bleed.

It made my parents, my sister, scream.

Once I'm done with Him, I'm coming for you, whatever the fuck you are. And you'll die, the same as Him.

Back to topic. Wolf had to get the room I was hiding in ready for a new recruit. She has some of the more menial jobs since she has such a powerful sensory ability, but she's getting sick of doing nothing but sitting around. This gives me an opportunity to try out a couple of experiments. See if it's just my blood that can hurt Him, or if another ex-proxy's will do. Or if a proxy's will do.

Wolf came into the dungeon place with a couple of sandwiches and a Coke. She's gone now, but I'm really looking forward to traveling with her. A subservient and attractive woman who wants to travel with me so that she can do more than just sit on the sidelines? Reminds me of... me, when I was younger and weaker, but I didn't the whole "being a hot chick" thing going for me.

We talked while I ate. Seems the new recruit is a sniper as well, but nowhere near as good as me. She says that she knows the next batch of guard shifts, and that we can escape easily enough during one of them that doesn't have the sniper on it.

Only reason I'm posting this is because I know for certain that Loki and his goons don't read this. He lost his best fighters because of me, and his second best fighters can't hold a candle to me.

I wish I could see the look on his damn face when I steal his radar from him.

Well. That just happened.

Okay, so I woke up just a few minutes ago. The Rake was staring at me, saw that I was awake, and pointed at a door (there are three in this room). Then it ran through a different door that disappeared when I blinked.

There is a fuckton of blood on the ground, and I'm betting that most of it is mine. So why do I feel completely fine?

Heh. Rhymes.

Also, you'd think the Rake would want to hurt me in some way after I tried to, you know, get a sample of its blood by shooting an exploding crossbow bolt at it. Oh well. Don't look a gift horse in the mouth. Unless that gift horse has eight spider-like legs and butterfly wings.

I lucked out, though. There is a duffel bag in this room, the room I spent the last three weeks or so in. Fuck, my ears still hurt from hearing Him speak. There is actually dried blood in my ears.

Anyways, the duffel bag. It has a change of clothes (jeans, T-shirt, shoes), a trench coat, a fedora, and a crossbow with a quiver of eighteen bolts. It also has (had) two water bottles and a loaf of bread.

I look like a fucking badass. Probably. For all I know I've gotten emaciated. Dunno, there's no mirror in here, and I really only remember a week and a half of being in here.

Whatever. I'm getting out of here, now.

ICANGIVEYOUBACKWHATYOUHAVELOST

At what cost, bastard?

YOUGIVEBACKWHATISMINE,ANDITAKEEVERYTHING

No dice, faceless fuck! I won't *screams*

TASTETHEPAINICANGIVEYOU,FEELIT

*screams, then coughs blood* Fu-fuck off, ass-hat... *screams again*

THENITAKEEVERYTHINGANYWAY

What is *screams* what i-is that guy do-doing over there?

SPREADINGWORD

*laughs, then screams* There is only so much pain you can give me, bastard! I will kill you, if I have to come back from the grave to do it! *breaks chains, runs ovpoiu nmkllknnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn

I just brained the proxy with my fucking manacles. That lomb-linbede bastar gave me a bit too much power when he made his ovvefr.

Fuvl. Lost a nit tpp micg bloos. oots in vadr of death