Jay's trip to the house was uneventfully, much to my relief. I didn't want to admit it, but I had a crush on Jay 3 years ago. I didn't say anything because he was my friend and because of how over protective Alex was of me. Now that we've met up again, those feelings were returning. I did care a lot about him, but now wasn't the exact time to get a boyfriend. He managed to find some strange drawings, pills, and a bullet case. He also found dried blood in the bathroom sink. Strange thing was; it wasn't that late when Jay returned last night, but he felt extremely tired for some reason. He had been feeling sick since he came back and had been sleeping a lot. It was past noon when he called me to come over a few days later. He wanted me to edit and upload his trip to the house, since he still wasn't feeling good.

"I looked through a few of the tapes," I said a week later. "and I found a video of you, Tim, and Alex going over some lines. I think it's near the beginning of production, based on how Alex sounds. There are some weird things on it"

"Well, I have nothing better to do. Let's see it." This tape was Jay helping Alex go over the lines with Tim. Ever thing seemed to be ok, save for video and audio distortion at the end. The more we watched the video; the more Jay's facial expression changed.

"So, what do you think?" I asked. Jay didn't respond. "Jay? What is it?"

"Katie...I don't remember any of this. Not a single thing." I was in shock.

"You don't remember anything? How can that be?"

"I don't know, I honestly don't know." He put his face in his hands, clearly upset. I placed my arms around his shoulders, giving him a hug.

"It's ok Jay, it's probably nothing. It was long ago; you could have just forgot about it." We sat in silence for a few minutes; I didn't really know how to comfort him.

"I think I should go back to that house, might of missed something." He glanced at me, catching my glare. "Ok, you can come. Just promise me you won't so anything dangerous."

"Me do something dangerous? I think you're talking about yourself."

"You know what I mean." Jay said, giving me a smile.

"If your trip was fine, I'm sure this one will be too."

We were sitting in the driveway of the house; it was about 10 p.m. and very dark out. I was a little nervous about breaking into a house, despite that fact it looked like no one lived here.

"You can always wait in the car if you want to." I glanced back at Jay; he was messing with the camera, not looking at me.

"I've come this far, I'm not turning back. Now let's go before someone sees us." With flashlights for both of us and Jay with the camera and pocket knife, we made our way to the front door. Jay tried to open it, but it didn't budge.

"Still locked, let's try the back." He led me around to the back of the house, suddenly stopping when the door came in sight.

"Odd, the door's off its hinges." That immediately was a red flag for me but Jay headed inside anyway, I quickly followed behind. We entered what looked to be a living room; the couch was turned upside down and there was a bunch of paper all over the floor.

"What's with this place? Was it like this when you came?"

"Yeah and so was this, take a look." He opened a closet door; there was what looked like blankets and a makeshift bed.

"Man, this place is a mess, can't imagine anyone living here." I followed Jay down the hall towards the front door.

"I'm going to check upstairs." I said starting my way up.

"Ok, I'll be up shortly." Jay paused by the front door to pick up a weird white doll. I had made it to the top and was about to head to what looked like a bedroom when I heard Jay call out.

"Alex?" I froze; Alex was here, in the house? Did we miss him coming in? I heard Jay call out again, then running and someone being tackled.

"Jay!" I hurried back down the stairs, stopping at the bottom; Jay was struggling with an unknown man. I hung back, unsure of what to do. Suddenly the man collapsed to the ground, having some sort of seizure. Jay stood back, leaning down to pick up the camera he dropped, breaking hard.

"A-are you ok?" I shakily asked; Jay nodded trying to catch his breath. "What about him?" I nodded towards the attacker. He was about Jay's height and had dark brown or black hair. What was really creepy was his mask; it was white with the lips painted black, a band around the edge and the eyes and strange eyebrows.

"Don't know; pretty sure I didn't hit him that hard." He knelt next to the man, who had stopped convulsing. Jay reached for the mask when-

"No!" The man muffle shouted and shoved Jay away, causing him to trip back into the living room. I made to follow when he grabbed the hood of my jacket and slammed me into a wall.

"Ahh! Let-let me go!" My ponytail was pressing into my skull, causing a headache to form. I tried to shove him off me but he held one of my arms, his other pressed across my shoulders keeping me against to the wall. Kicking him didn't help; he seemed unaffected by my feeble attempt. He simply stared at me with his head tilt a little sideways; his mask giving the appearance that he had no eyes. I simply stared back; terror plainly on my face. Was he going to kill us? He suddenly let go and nearly threw me into the living room. I stumbled forward and hit the ground hard. My head was pounding; I couldn't think straight but my body was moving. The last thing I remember was Jay dragging me out the door, then blackness.

"Katie, wake up. Katie!" I felt someone shaking my shoulder. Opening my eyes; I was temporarily blinded by sunlight before I saw that I was in the passenger's seat of Jay's car, Jay in the driver's. Glancing around, I noticed we were off the side of the road near some woods.

"Jay? Where-where are we?"

"I don't know. I don't remember how we got here. The last thing I do remember is pulling you out of the house."

"Yeah, me too." I tried to sit up but a pain shot through my skull. "Agh, my head..." I fell back against the seat, blankly noting my hair was down. Jay reached over, lightly touching my forehead.

"Where did you get this large bruise from?"

"Bruise? What bruise?"

"The one right here." He pressed on it causing me to yelp out of pain. "Sorry, sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." He held my face to examined the bruise, careful not to touch it.

"It must have happened when that masked man threw me to the ground. I hit my head pretty hard back there." I tried to control my blush as he continued to gentle hold my face.

"Well it doesn't look too bad. You should be ok in a few days." He let go of me and reached for the camera, which was sitting on the dashboard. "The camera still works, so that's one good thing out of this mess."

"I rather watch that later, if you don't mind. I just feel like sleeping and getting something for my headache." I hadn't noticed at first, but I felt very tired and this headache wasn't helping.

"Sure, we can wait till later. I'm pretty tired myself." Jay said starting the car. I just stared out the window, not really looking at anything. Last night seemed so long ago, even if it was several after. Then there was that man; was he somehow involved in this? Was he the totheark that was posting strange video responses? I would worry about that stuff later, right now all I wanted to do was rest.

Just wanted to let you know that I won't be posting as often, since I've started my first year of college. I'll try to work on it as much as I can, but I won't be able to get them out often.