Getting to know me

This last week has been the worst week of my life.

I woke up last Saturday in my room in my house in my hometown after going to sleep in my dorm room for the first night of Junior year.  I look at my alarm clock and see that I've lost a couple of months somehow.  Considering I haven't had any significant blackouts in my life, it's a bit of an understatement to say that I was a bit surprised and worried.  Going to bed in one place and waking up over a hundred miles away is one thing, but losing a month and a half while doing so?  I knew I needed help.

However, I soon learned that it wasn't October 2011 like I had thought.  It was 2012.  I have missed an entire year.

Worried and surprised doesn't cover it anymore.  I was freaked out.  An entire year had passed me by, and I had apparently been active during it even if I didn't remember it.  I needed to talk to someone, so I went to a shrink.  I've never liked the idea of being examined like that, but it was something that I clearly had to do.

Turns out there's nothing wrong with me.  I'm not crazy or schizophrenic or something.  There's no reason why I can't remember the last year at all.

Then there's this site.  Every time I start up a computer -- any computer -- this blog pops up.  I've changed my homepage a dozen times, but it always comes back.  What is this blog?  Half of it seems to be nonsense, the other half are things I've been told I did during the year I missed, going back to April 4th.

Turns out I can edit an post in it, which only points to the fact that this must be my blog.  I've read through it several times now, so I've spent a pretty good amount of time getting to know myself.  I must be "2270".  Makes sense, that is -- or rather, was -- my dorm room number.  I don't know.  I don't know what to think, what to do.

I finally got the courage to post here tonight after this site tormented me for over a week, but I don't know what to say.  Can anyone tell me what to do now?  Is this real, or am I just part of some complicated prank?

I don't know anymore.

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1...

The deep breath.  The plunge awaits.  Drown.

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Sleep in absolute darkness.  Your imagination is better than reality when it comes to monsters.

5/4/3

The moon falls.  Everybody dies.

The statue shows up.  Everybody goes mad.

The cult ascends.  Everybody questions reality.

The game isn't a game.  There's nothing to protect you.