Runner

I haven't told you what I do, have I?
I run.
Not really, running is really more of a concept than an action. Confusing, but it is true.
When you have seen what I've seen, you are always on your guard. 
I carry a knife.
Many people go through life completely unaware of the dangers around them, and consequently
they never carry much more than their keys as weapons. Even fewer carry a gun.
You should.
Even if these Entities never notice you, regular thugs might.
Or the Proxies.

Sightline

Have you ever seen anything that seemed a little off?
Out of the corner of your eye?
I have. Usually in the daytime, oddly enough. I saw something tall...
It didn't, at first, seem too bad. But, I couldn't seem to look at it directly.
Odd, don't you think?
I never felt like i was in danger. I did feel a bit uneasy, but it was never a feeling of fear.
A feeling of purpose, perhaps.
When I think back, it seems I ignored my instincts. I distracted myself with television, or video games. Just guilty pleasures, I never had a problem. Just clarifying.
I was, and am, well in touch with reality.

Hey guys.

My name is Matt Behren. These are the chronicles of my troubles.
When I was young, I was told a story. It was a story that shouldn't have been told.
It was a trap.
I don't want to write, but I feel I have to. They call it 'the notebooks'. Apparently that means I'm stage 3, so to speak...
It's far too late for me.
I hope that by indulging my need to write, I may prevent others from suffering as I have.
As I will.
That bump in the night? The crack of a twig in the dark woods? They are not real.
They are echoes of what was there before.
They are not real.
They are not real.
They are not real.
They are not real.
Theyarenotreal.
Theyarenotreal.
Theyarenotreal.