Marble Hooves

Entry 5 (Hotel edit: Entry 6)

I'm going to a hotel. should anypony know about Der Cribber. Meet me at this address: 513 NE right marriot avenue floor N3 room 35-ca-93. I won't put this on all of my sites. But it will be on Ponysquare. So watch for that.

Entry 6

I just received a package from an old college friend of mine. His name is White Cloud. I also got one with no return address. I'll show you the one from White cloud first. It was a letter. not sure why it would be in a box, but that didn't matter.
It said:

Sonya, listen, I know what's chasing you. Come to trotinghom park . We'll talk there. come alone, bring your notes. You'll want them. We're going to go for a walk.

I'm going out there tomorrow.

The next package though, was a tape. I popped it into the vcr of my hotel TV. It was White Cloud. He was on a couch. somepony else was holding the camera. The camerapony walked in and spoke. It was a mare. "Honey, look what I found in the basement! didn't you used to record some kind of webshow?" She said. White Cloud looked over and saw the camera.
"I did, Lyh. but I stopped because I ran out of ideas." He said, seeming tired, as a little filly ran in and hugged him. It must've been his daughter.

The mare spoke again. "And here's one of your stories that you wrote. You know I do love your stories. They're well though and emotional. But you've never shown me this one." A piece of paper showed up in front of the camera. Cloud looked over again and his eyes widened. Lyh began reading it.

"Lyh! Don't read that!" He said. The camera got fuzzy and with a weird sound, the camera fell. it was looking behind where the mare was now. and IT was there. Der Cribber... I'm tired of saying that... I don't care if I remember the name anymore. It's called the Slendermane these days. It was there, and it looked pissed, despite it's lack of a face. the camera turned off at that point, and that was the end of the tape.

Clays note: The monster seems to follow me. White cloud has asked me to see him at a park. I wonder what he wants.

Hotel edit: The address here isn't the same as the one on the hotel Clay and I are currently in. did we move again? I don't know, but we're nowhere near trottingham anymore. There are still some notes and entries. And the dates are all correct... I have no memories of these events though...