Journal Entry 18

October 3rd. Monday.

Hey, it's Michael again. I had a theory about Null's latest post and it turned out to be true. I'm the bright man he wanted to see. He was telling me to meet him under the green granite staircase in the administration building.

So, about an hour ago (from when I started typing this journal), I met him there. It was definitely Jordan, that much I could tell--- he was wearing the same green jacket that he wore throughout most of high school. Only he was wearing that mask he depicted himself as. He didn't really say much, but he made it known that I was indeed the man he was waiting for. He led me out of the building and made us duck behind a wall. A whole swarm of rats was running into the woods, hissing and squealing the whole way through. They didn't see us, and Null made sure they didn't hear us.

After the swarm had mostly finished entering the woods, Null signaled to me that we needed to move out and began following the rats at a distance. I was right behind him the whole way as he led me deeper into the woods. Finally, he stopped and directed that we duck behind a log. Before us was a big black tree with branches that stretched out like arms with very long fingers. Unlike the other trees in the woods, this tree was leafless and looked dead. I can't really explain it, but I felt like my head was buzzing when I was near it.

As I watched, I saw a large crowd of people approaching the tree. There was about thirty of them, all wearing some sort of mask, but no outfit nor mask looked exactly the same. It was rather disturbing to witness this at the very least. Two figures were at the front of the crowd. One was dressed in all white and the other was dressed in all black. I'm going to refer to the one in white as "the Saint" and the one in black as "the Sinner." The Saint looked more feminine, whereas the Sinner was unmistakably masculine.

These two figures seemed to have been leading a sort of ceremony. They both knelt down in front of the black tree. I looked at Null. He gestured back toward the tree. When I looked back, I saw a figure stepping forward from the crowd. I recognized him immediately as the skull-masked man from before, the one Jordan nicknamed Spooky. He put his hands on the tree's bark, and the rest of the crowd knelt down on one knee. Then Null seemed to panic. He grabbed my arm and began to take off, so I didn't see what happened next.

I'm not at ease that there's some freaky cult hanging out in the woods behind that particular building on campus, and I don't think anyone should be. I got the impression, though, that Null wanted me to keep quiet about this apart from DeviantART. So, there you have it. Creepy stuff is happening on this campus, and it's not Jordan's imagination. His "old friend" knows there's something up, and I don't think we can ignore that for any reason.

-M