I swear that there have better be a good explanation for all that's happened, and if it turns out that it's because of something trivial because of...oh I don't know, um, Alex owing someone twenty dollars, I am going to kick his ass!

I was walking home from the doctor now, in the cold December weather. I told him that I had been coughing up blood and been having difficulty sleeping and had to do some tests, and guess what? Despite my symptoms, I apparently don't have any problems with me so yipee-dee-friggin'-doo.

Oh, and remember when Jay went missing for like three hours more or less and I was alone in the apartment, scared and coughing up blood? Yeah, well totheark actually put up a video response to our nineteenth entry and Jay's in it. Yep, you heard me. Not only that, but so is Alex's bald, suit wearing stalker!

"Hey, Rebecca!", I turned around and to my surprise saw Tim.

"T-Tim? Oh, I did'nt really expect to see you", I said, flabbergasted. But I was'nt going to complain.

"Well, me neither. But I saw you so I thought I say hi", Tim said. "Also I meant to ask Jay last time but I forgot. Do you have any idea, when he's actually going to get started on that movie?"

"Movie?", I nearly questioned but then I remembered the lie we told him. "Oh, the movie right um. We're not too sure exactly. We're still getting some, um, things together, trying to contact some of the other people involved and Alex. For all we know it might take...I don't know a year, or two before we can even get started".

"Oh, right. I was just wondering. Hey are you okay you look like um..."

"Shit?", I guessed, half joking a little.

"No, just um...you just look like you need more sleep, or something", Tim cringed a little. I probably picked the right word to desribe how I looked but Tim was being polite.

"Well, I've actually have'nt had much sleep lately. Well, at all really. I was just at the doctor for it. That and the fact that I was really, REALLY, sick a couple nights ago".

"Really?", Tim asked and I thought back to when I started coughing up blood.

"Yeah, really", I replied.

"Well, are you okay, or...?"

"Um, they're still testing but it's probably just a winter bug or something", I said before I noticed something odd about Tim.

"Hey, you okay? You look like your...not all there". Tim looked a little taken aback.

"Oh, no I'm fine. It's nothing. Really".

"Right. Well, erm...You probably have to do something else so I'll just be going now. Don't want to keep you up", I was going to leave but then Tim said,

"Wait a sec. Are you busy later? Because I was thinking maybe we could go hang out somewhere and maybe talk about the movie and stuff"...Any other time, I would have had no trouble at all saying yes. BUT, with everything that's going on...

"Yeah, I am, and I'm not sure when I'm going to be un-busy", I reluctantly answered.

"Oh, well...How about this then. Next time we meet and I ask, you can't say no?", Tim smiled a little as he said this, almost jokenly but it still brought a small smile to my face.

"Okay then. Next time we meet, we'll get something to eat. No matter what".

"Then I hope we meet again tomorrow", Tim joked.

"Right, well...Bye", I smiled as I countinued on my way. I did'nt think I would actually get to fulfill that promise, but the fact that it was there made me smile for the first time in ages.

"I'm back", I called when I came back home, locking the door behind me be hanging my coat up. Jay was on his laptop. He probably found another clip to post as 'Entry #20' and was uploading it now.

"Hey Rebecca. What did the doctor say", he asked looking up at me.

"Just the same as last time. Apparently nothing is wrong with me", I snorted a little as I sat next to Jay.

"And sorry if I'm a little late. I bumped into Tim and he was asking about the 'movie'".

"What did you say?",

"I just said it might take us time to get it up and running", I replied bluntly.

"Right. Well, anyway this is pretty much the last tape of Alex's that has anything on it".

"Even if it does'nt give us an idea where Alex is I'm still happy to hear those words", I joked lightly as Jay smiled slightly. "So what's on it?"

"It's just some, behind the scenes sort of stuff. Nothing too special, although Tim seems to act a little odd in it and at it looks like it's filmed at the house...only it looks nice and tidy", Jay mused.

"Right. So, what do we do now then? I mean we have some of that stuff you took from the house-".

"Except the bullet casing. It's either misplaced or stolen", Jay corrected.

"Yeah, sure. But what do we do now?" It was quiet for a moment before Jay said,

"Well, one of the papers mentioned something about a tower".

"A...tower?", I asked and thought about it. What tower could they mean? There were'nt any...wait. "Do you think it's that tower in 'Entry #5'?"

"It can't hurt to look. We'll check in a couple of days". I nodded and grabbed my notebook. Might as well make a note of it now. However I would soon be even more disturbed then I was before.

"What the hell...?", I murmured as I looked at two pages after my last entry.

"What is it?", Jay asked and looked in as well.

The first page had doodles a lot like the ones Alex had done bordering around the paper while the second page was completely covered in the same type of drawings. In the space on the first page there were some words written.

Operator, Operator,
All the children try to run.
Operator, Operator,
To him it's part of the fun.

Operator, Operator,
Dressed in darkest suit and tie.
Operator, Operator,
You most certainly will die.

Operator, Operator,
His branching arms are for collecting.
Operator, Operator,
His face is empty of expressing.

Operator, Operator,
He won't let you say goodbye.
Operator, Operator,
You most certainly will die.

You most certainly will die.
You most certainly will die.
You most certainly will die.
You most certainly will die.

Operator, Operator,
Sometimes hums a lowly drone.
Operator, Operator,
He will wander 'round your home.

Operator, Operator,
Blends in well within the trees.
Operator, Operator,
In the fog he's hard to see.

Operator, Operator,
Dressed in darkest suit and tie.
Operator, Operator,
You most certainly will die.

What made this even worse was that it was in my small handwritting, but I don't even remember writing this. Hell I don't even have a reason to write this!

"I-I did'nt write this. I swear I did'nt-"

"It's okay, calm down", Jay cut me off. "It... might just be something similar that happened to me a couple nights ago".

"Gee. Is'nt that great", I muttered bitterly.

"Look, I know that is'nt the most helpfull thing in the world to say, but it's better then nothing, right?"

"I guess", I muttered and rubbed my forehead.

Yeah, if it turned out Alex only owed someone twenty dollars to cause all of this, I was SO going to kick his ass!

Date: 12/15/09

Time: 20:30

Okay, I know that there is some song or poem or whatever on one of the previous pages in my handwritting, but I did'nt do it!

At least, I did'nt remember doing it.

Me and Jay looked at a tape of one of the security cameras and it showed me getting up from the couch last night and looking awake and spending at least twenty five minutes doodling and writing in my notebook before going back to sleep, like nothing ever happened.

It's like what happened with on 11/20/09

And I went to the doctor and aparently there should'nt be anything wrong with me but I know there is! Well, at least Jay is suffering with me. Well, I'm not sure if he's coughed up blood or anything like that but still...

I bumped into Tim today on my way back from the doctor. We talked for a bit and promised next time we meet we'll go get something to eat together. I hope it's soon, and that when it is all this craziness will be over.

Rebecca Kralie

The lyrics are slightly altered but not mine. They belong to TheIllusoryGentleman on Youtube. Here is a link to the song: watch?v=eMgbfFpXZu0