Have you seen totheark's response to 'Entry #16'? Then I'm sure you can understand why Jay believe's that totheark is mocking us. Me? I'm actually more scared if anything. I was closer to the person who was filming our coughing fit. He (or she) could have easilly grabbed me and done who knows what! I'm almost scared to think what would have happened if Jay had gone on his own?

As much as it frightened me, I could'nt help watch the video over and over again. I only muted the sound after the third time because it was getting to me. All it sounded like was a slowed down version of me and Jay calling for Alex.

So here I am, sitting on the couch again. Watching this response for the...who knows what time. I think I do have to agree on Jay on the fact that totheark is mocking us. Why is he filming us coughing? Is it his way of saying he has a power over life and death and he chose to let us live, and is showing this as some sort of warning to us? Have we become of something? Oh God I hope not, but then again when I consider what we're doing, we probably are.

"Rebecca?" I gave a small shriek, but I calmed once I saw it was only Jay.

"Damn it man, you almost gave me a heart attack", I muttered as I took my glasses off.

"You, what about me? I thought you were going to scream bloody murder there for a second. Anyway I think you should stop watching that. It's probably just what he wants", Jay said closing my laptop. As much as I hated to admit it, Jay was right. It was'nt that healthy either anyway.

"So, more tapes?", I asked, changing the subject.

"Actually I found something. It's kinda disturbing", Jay sat next to me and opened up his own laptop and went to put the video up for us to watch.

"Why? Does something happen?", I asked, feeling anxious about what could could happen.

"Well...maybe disturbing is not the right word. But basically, I'm in it, but I don't even remember any of this happening".

"You sure?"

"I'm sure I would at least recognise it if I did but I don't", Jay said as the video started. It was some footage of the movie somewhere indoors. There was some distortion but it was a little hard to notice at first glance. But what I did'nt have difficulty seeing was that figure in the suit outside the window. The video began to distort and froze after Tim took a sip of water and ended.

"Okay, there is something really, really weird going on", I rubbed my eyes a little as Jay gave a small nod.

"I know what you mean. I don't remember any of that happening, and apparently I found it cold not to mention that guy in the suit is right out there and we don't even see him. You'd think at least one of us would notice".

"Well, might as well put it up and see what totheark has to say", I mused before I stood up to get a drink of water.

"I guess", Jay said as he went to add some of his notes to the video before putting it up on Youtube.

"So what are we going to do now?", I asked when I came back into the room.

"...I think we need to return to the house", Jay did'nt look at me as he said that, still focused on the screen.

"Are you kidding me? Did'nt you remember what happened last time? Someone was there! They did'nt do anything last time we were there, but who's to say that it'll be the same this time?"

"Who's to say that it won't?"

"Common sense!", I snapped. Did Jay honestly think that we had to go back there? "Besides, what reason would you have for us going there again?"

"Just incase we missed something!", Jay snapped. It was silent for a moment before I sighed.

"I guess. We're just agitated from lack of sleep. Let's try and sget some shut eye when we have this video up", I mumbled. Jay just nodded and went onto Youtube as I leaned back on the couch. Well, who knows. Maybe there was nothing to worry about?

"Night time again?", I questioned with a raised eyebrow as we walked to the front door, flashlights at hand along with the camera Jay was holding.

"I know, but if we have to break in again I don't want anyone seeing us", he said before he tried to open the door but it was locked again. "I guess it's not surprising that it's locked again", Jay muttered before knocking on the door again. And just like last time, there was no answer.

"Let me guess. Breaking and entering again?", I smiled a little at my attempt of humour. I knew we were going to do it anyway even if I protested, so I might as well have a silent laugh at it.

"Guess so, come on", Jay started walking ahead with me just behind him. When we made it to the back garden Jay stoped. "That's odd".

"What is?", I asked.

"The door's off it's hinges", Jay shun his light on the door frame. You could see the door resting against the glass while the blinds were still closed. I got a feeling in my stomach and it was'nt a good one.

"Maybe we should go back, and come back again tommorow, when the sun's up", I suggested. "I don't think it's a good idea to come inside. What if whoever filmed us here last time is here again?"

"Look, just stay calm okay? I brought a knife with me anyway and it does'nt look like anyone is in anyway so come on", Jay made his way through the blinds. I looked around hesitantly, but the fear of being in the dark outside overcame my fear of what could be inside so I followed too.

Shinning our lights around, we could see the couch was upturned, and that there were papers scattered all over the floor.

"Hello? Who's here?", Jay called out. A part of me wondered what Jay was thinking. One minute he's it does'nt look as if anyone's here, and now he's acting like he's expecting someone.

"Um, how about I check upstairs?", I murmured, looking into the hall.

"Okay, but any trouble just yell okay?", Jay said, looking at some of the papers.

I made my way through the hallway, my runners giving a slight tapping sound for each step untill I took my steps to the carpeted stairs. I shun my light into every crevice so not to be surprised by anything. The only other sound I heard was Jay stepping into the hallway.

Only three doors were opened. Two of them were probably bedrooms, the other room which I went into was the bathroom. I wanted to see if there was still blood here like when Jay was here and sure enough there was, but it did'nt look as Jay had described to me. It looked more like it had recently been spit into the sink, very recently guessing by the smell. Whatever blood was here last had been washed away before this new blood arrived.

"Alex?"

My heart nearly stopped when Jay spoke my brother's name. Was Alex really here? Why did'nt we seem him at first?

"Alex!" My heart nearly jumped in joy and I quickly walked out of the bathroom, but before I could go down the stairs to join Jay, I heard running and before I knew it Jay had been pushed to the door by some unknown figure. I was frozen to the spot, too scared to do anything. I tried to think of something to do to help Jay. Maybe I could hit him with the flashlight?

But then I heard the man collapse and snapping out of it I moved down the stairs, stopping just as I made it to the floor and looked around the corner.

"Sorry", I said quickly to Jay as I saw him get up. "I saw it but I just froze and-"

"It's okay", Jay interrupted and shun his light on his attacker. He seemed around Jay's height, and had dark hair. What really stuck out was that he was wearing a white mask, with black effeminate lips, and rimmed black around the nostrails, eyes mask's edge. Unless Alex dyed his hair, I highly doubted this person was him. But I was more concerned about him acting like he was having a seizure. At least, till he stopped moving.

"Is-is he okay?", I asked, my voice a little shaky from the fear of us somehow being responsible for this. What if the police found out! With us breaking and entering it would all look bad.

"I don't know. I'll just remove his mask and-", Jay went to remove his assailant's mask but then,

"NO!", the man's voice seemed either gruff or muffled. It was too brief for me to tell, but the man shoved Jay into the living room before slowly following himself. I could hear Jay coughing and I panicked before I glanced at the front door. If I could escape through there, maybe I could get some help? It was a bit of a long shot and we could end up getting in trouble in the end but I doubted I would be able to take this crazy guy on.

I rushed to the door and pulled the door chains open and any other thing that was keeping that door locked and pulled on the handle, only to feel as if colour was drained from my face. Because of last time, I did'nt expect the most basic of door security.

The door was actually locked.

I heard a faint step on the wooden floor I turned around sharply to see the masked figure step into the hallway. I knew I was trapped, but I had an idea. I just hopped to God it would work. I quickly ran up the stairs as fast as I could, the masked man quickly on my trail. I ran into one of the bedrooms and slammed door shut and locked it.

I had little doubt the door would be forced open eventually, especially when the attacker rammed into the door. I looked around and decided to hide in a dark corner and covered myself with a blanket before turning my flashlight off. Hopefully, when the attacker came in, he would go to the furthest part of the room, and I would have a chance to make it out through the back door and escape and get help for Jay, whatever happened to him.

I was did'nt count how long, but the man forced the door open and slowly stepped inside, almost as if to taunt me. I did'nt even know if I was breathing or not. I could'nt tell where exactly he was looking since he was only turning his head, not moving it up or down.

It felt like it was almost forever before he made it at least half way across the room. I just needed him to go further and I would hopefully escape. My heart was pounding so hard I was almost afraid of having a heart attack or that this person would hear my heart.

By the time he made it to the window, I almost felt relief, but I could'nt rest here. I had to run.

I darted out of the room, pounding footsteps just behind me. I was'nt thinking, I was just acting. Trying to survive.

When I was in the living room though I was tackled to the floor from behind. I gave a shriek of terror and struggled as my attacker moved me onto my back. What made this even more terrifying was that my fallen flashlight shun on his mask, making it the only thing I could see in the darkness. Before I knew it, he wrapped his strong hands around my neck. I took in small gasps as air as I tried to pull at his wrists which would'nt budge. I did'nt want to die! Then again who did?

I was still struggling, not wanting to loose. Seeing no other option and being desperate, I resorted to one of the dirtiest tricks in the book.

I kneed him in the family jewels, and I have to say. Even if he acts as if he is'nt human, he still reacted the same way as any other guy.

He gave a groan of pain and his grip on my neck loosened and I pushed him off me. I grabbed my flashlight and scrambled away, only to bump into a body. I shun my light on it. What for a moment eased my worry was that it was Jay, seemingly unharmed. What raised it again was that he was unconscious. I heard the masked man slowly standing up, and I knew he was more then likely pissed at me.

I quickly felt around Jay's pocket for a knife and once I felt it I pulled it out and stood up, my legs shaking as the attacker slowly regained himself and looked at me.

"St-stay back! I have a knife, and I'm not afraid to use it!", I said, my voice having a slight quiver in it. He just tilted his head. It seemed almost child like, in a horror movie sort of way. He probably doubted I would use the knife, and to be frank, I kinda doubted it too.

I did'nt have any longer to think as he then charged at me. What happened then was a blur untill I found myself pushed onto the floor and my wrist sore. I looked up at Masky (I think it's a suitable enough nickname for him) and he was holding the knife, which now had blood on it. I soon spotted what look like a cut into the side of the jacket he was wearing, which also showed blood starting to come which made me grimace. I guess when he charged at me I must have stabbed his side accidently and in retaliation he grabbed my wrist and twisted it just enough just to make me let go of the knife.

But that only meant three things of which I was certain of. One, I had just lost me and Jay's only real weapon. Two, I had more then likely made Masky very angry and three, I was deeply fucked.

He took slowly steps towards me and I scrabled backwords untill my back hit the wall. There was nowhere for me to escape. I could only took short, quick breaths in fear as he came ever closer. My limbs felt shaky and I just felt that this was the end. I gulped and said in a shaky voice,

"I-I-I'm so sorry about that! I-I did'nt mean too!" He did'nt stop moving and was soon right in front of me and got on one knee, looking me right in the eyes. "Please don't hurt me", I whimpered. I was probably going to die, more then likely by being stabbed but more fatally then what I did to him. All I could do was hope he was'nt a sadist and would'nt draw it out. When you watch shows like 'Criminal Minds' and 'CSI:Las Vegas', you kinda can't help but have a bit of a fear of having a gruesome death like in those shows.

He tilted his head to the side, in a way which I could only guess was him thinking of how to kill and/or dispose of me. Then again, I might just be over reacting since Jay was still alive. But that could just mean he was after me!

He held the knife up. Not necessarily up to my face but inbetween the both of us. He slowly moved his hand the blade where his blood was and moved the tips of two of his fingers along. What was he doing? He removed his fingers from the bloody knife after some moments. Maybe it was all meant to be some sort of taunting.

My eyes went wide when I saw him raise the knife. This was it, he was finally going to kill me! I shut my eyes tightly and waited for what I guessed was going to be pain. Instead, I heard something hit the ground. I opened one eye and glanced down to my side and saw he instead stabbed the knife into the floor. What was his game?

I did'nt have much time to mull this over as soon Masky grabbed onto my jaw, and pressed his thumb and finger down so hard it forced my mouth to open. Oh God, what was he planning on doing?

I forced my eyes shut once again, not sure what he was planning on doing to me. Then I felt his fingers on my tongue, and I instantly got the unmistakable metallic, somewhat salty taste of blood. More specifically his blood that he was forcing me to taste. I could also faintly taste the leather of his gloved hand. This was probably some sort of sick punishment for something I had'nt even meant to do. All I could do was keep my eyes closed and let the tears of fear seep from the corner of my eyes.

Thankfully he finally removed his fingers and I slowly half opened my eyes, almost afraid of what might happen. Was he going to kill me? Was he going to rape me? Or was he by some slim chance going to let me live. As soon as I felt hands around my throat, I think I knew my answer.

"Rebecca! Wake up!"

"Wh-wha...?", I was confused. What happened? Was'nt I about to be choked to death by a crazy man who made me taste his own blood? I opened my eyes but only saw darkness. Then I felt a hands on the side of my face and I froze, but I felt a dark fabric being removed from my face and flinched as I saw the light. I realised I was back in the passenger seat of Jay's car and I looked to my side and saw Jay, looking as if nothing had happened to him. "Jay? What happened?", I asked, blinking as I tried to get use to the light.

"I was hopping you would tell me. I just woke up and you were sitting there with this over your eyes", Jay said holding the fabric up.

"Um", I thought back, trying to remember as much as I could. "I remember I hid for a bit before I tried to run out, but then I got into a struggle with him, and I got your knife and I accidently stabbed his side...um", I wondered if I should tell Jay about what what their attacker did to me, but I did'nt really want to talk about it at the moment. "And I think he started strangling me. I don't know why my eyes were covered", I said.

"Right. Well...we might as well go back and see what I recorded on this just to make sure", Jay mumbled as he looked at his camera. By the looks of it, there did'nt seem to be any damage.

"Yeah, sure", I simply said as I looked out of the window to see the forested area we were near.

"So, do you think that was totheark?", Jay asked as he got the car started. Huh, funny how that thought did'nt come to mind.

"Could be. Either that or he's just working with him", I shrugged, still looking outside. There was only one thing I wanted to do when we got back to Jay's apartment. And that was, even if I could not taste the blood anymore) to rinse my mouth with mouth wash.

Date: 11/10.09

Time: 10:51

Jay and me went back to the house today, although I really wish we could have gone during the day this time.

We were attacked by a masked assailent whom I shall refer to as Masky since we can not say for certain at the moment if he is totheark. I'm not sure what happened with him and Jay at first, but he attacked Jay while I was upstairs, then he seemed to have a seizure or something before he attacked Jay again. I tried to escape the front door but it was locked.

I tried to hide for a few minutes before making an escape, but he caught me and a struggle started. Long story short, I accidently stabed his side a little, and then that lunatic made dabbed two of his fingers on the blood on the knife and made me taste it! I feel a bit violated by it and I'm not sure whether I should mention it to Jay or not. Well, I have to be thankfull that nothing else happened, but still...

Anyway after that he choked me. I'm not sure what happened after that but Jay woke me up in the car which was off the road and I had fabric around my eyes. Does this mean that I was awake when we were brought here? Or was it just something Masky did so I would'nt know what was going on if I woke up in the middle of whatever he was doing.

I'm going to try and get some more sleep now. I can only pray I'll sleep peacefully.

Rebecca Kralie.