(Handwritten notes in Danish)
-Call Dee!!! I can hardly believe how selfish on myself I have become. ’I ought therefore I can.’ Have I given up on Kant? I need to have someone who has been through this level of insanity’s perspective. Fr. Colin is a good guy and has fought the bad things but he is outside SAVE.-

-I should write down what happened now. Not later.
Karen called at 03:00. Stephen (the ghost of Reg’s partner) had contacted her and was certain that Reg would be killed by/at 24:00 if we did not destroy “the computer”. For all that Stephen is a ghost Weeping Sparrow said he was not evil just too tied to Reg to pass on. He was trying so hard to save Reg’s life we (Karen, Justin, Tony, Angie and I) all believed him. The computer that Reg and he had worked on would be the death of Reg unless we destroyed it. Reg explained that he and Stephen had met online 15 years ago in chatrooms about death cults. They had become friends, partners and lovers and continued researching death cults. Reg was really curious about how people could do that. They had written some kind of super search program algorithm. Three years ago Stephen was working on the computer when there was some thing killed him. He was electrocuted through his eyes and the computer had two matching burned out holes in it. We might already be too late to save Reg. I wondered if we were being led but was not willing to risk Reg’s or any of our lives on it. So we went to Reg’s workplace and got the computer, monitor etc and took them to a quiet area to blow them up. Tony put it in an abandoned car body to contain the explosion. –

-The explosion of the computer….. It detonated the way Tony wanted it to and Angie was very happy. Then something came out of it. It was like something from an anime film. Electric and vaguely humanoid. It came at Reg so fast none of us could act it time. Then we saw that It was stopped by Stephen and he stated to glow like metal in a forge. He started screaming though we could not hear it as he glowed brighter and brighter. Stephen burst apart like an exploding light bulb. Reg collapsed in tears and I held him. The Thing rose into the sky and said “It is not over”. Sheep sucking, dung eating, fornicating with machines living nightmare creature can kill a man twice and not say anything that was not clichéd a thousand years ago.-

-Frank was able to show up about 09:00. He was not happy about what had happened and what we had done. He wanted research and pointed out that even if Stephen was a good guy that the Thing that had killed him may have been able to control him or feed him information. I felt that we had done what we thought was right but had probably been led by the nose. The Thing was free now. We apparently did what it had wanted. Karen and Justin were sure that there had been nothing else we could have possibly done.-

- So we spent all day trying to recreate 15 years of research. Fr Colin gave us a copy of the information Reg had given him. The files were totally corrupted. Hopefully the Vatican made hard copies of the information that he had forwarded. Fr. Colin had meetings with the archbishop so was not available to help.
Reg has also been looking into the man Karen’s mother has attached to. Every time Karen speaks to her she says. ”Edward is the most kind, caring, generous man I have ever met.” Edward Harrington is a life coach and financial advisor. There was absolutely nothing negative to be found about him online and most of the websites in which he was mentioned said the same thing as Karen’s mom. It was really creepy. We were searching the FBI database and they did not have anything negative on him either. We had tried to figure out why the Thing had decided to act now after being quiet for the last three years and thought it might be the other research that Reg was doing now. We did find out that (name) had changed his name when he was twelve and had been orphaned at eleven. His parents had been part of a death cult in rural Texas. While we were getting this information we also found a pattern of sorts in the death cults. They were all successful (at killing the members) and the number of members was based on three, seven and sometimes thirteen. How frequent they were was also based on the same numbers. There seemed to be no focus on four and five so we are looking at not Indian and probably not East Asian inspired cults. Western European yes. The first cult in the pattern was in 1944 the year Harrington (Darren Holmwood) was born. Most of the places Harrington lectures are were there had been death cults. He does not sell recordings of his lectures which is apparently highly unusual. –

-So Harrington seems really creepy and connected to death cults. Yipee, we found a clue. Thankfully Reg had been able to remember enough of the program for us to reconstruct this much.-

- We were all at Reg’s house. Reg, Frank, Karen, Justin, Aiden and Angie. It was 23:30 and I decided to say goodbye to Reg in case one of us did not survive. I told him I wanted to speak with him. We stood up and several people pulled guns. Frank had his hand on his taser. Frank truly is willing to shoot to kill anything that he draws his gun on. Scary but at least I knew he was not willing to shoot me at that moment. Everyone else I was not sure on. I carefully put my pistol on the table. And we walked into the closest room with a door (my bedroom). I asked for a few minutes of privacy.-

-Since the Wendigo was killed I have had nightmares of eating human flesh. Sometimes I dream of killing butchering and cooking people, sometimes just the taste, sometimes Karen is eating it and I am begging for a taste. Less often I still dream about Joen . I spoke to Fr. Colin because I have yet to find a Lutheran parson I could talk to about the Unknown. He believes that it was not a sin to eat human flesh when we did not know what we were doing. He agreed that it did make us more susceptible to being controlled. He suggested that I refrain from eating meat while the dreams were still frequent. I have not eaten meat or poultry since the Wendigo. Sometimes I miss a liver sausage sandwich but that is not worth eating.
I have tried to help keep the group in contact. Karen was guilt ridden about the whole thing. Justin is wrapped up around Karen and busy with work. Tony, Aiden and Angie seem generally OK. Lt. Worth is staying out of the Unknown so she can do her job. Frank seems even less trusting than before.
Reg is staying busy with work and seeing Audra and me romantically. I had moved out of Reg’s house and into Karen’s condo when Karen and Justin moved into their new home. I have been having dinner with Reg once or twice a week. We sometimes go out dancing but often stay home and introduce each other to movies we like. We have candoodled but I have not kissed him. (I am afraid of night mares of eating Reg). And we had not had sex. Reg acts the part of a gentleman while being cheerfully omnisexual. I really like him. He still has not let Stephen go. Using Weeping Sparrow as a translator I had spoken to Stephen and asked what was holding him here and if he would be upset if I got involved with Reg. Reg was holding him here and I was acceptable. I wanted to help know that you could love someone and let them go. As I have been letting Joen go. Reg had been less spooked by mid October. And I had hopes for us both. Not getting married but as a loose but happy couple.-

- So I told Reg that I was happy to have known him and wanted to give him a kiss in case either of us did not make it through the night. And we kissed. WOW! Reg knows what he is doing. Justin and Angie were heckling us from the hall. Reg shut the door and I got stupid. I know that I was thinking that Reg would be safer away from the computers at midnight. But neither of us was armed and we were separated from the rest of the group.I was thinking with my nethers and not my head. I got selfish to a degree that I have never been. I had mindblowingly great sex with Reg when I was afraid that we would be attacked in half an hour. I thought I was a good idea to get him away from electronics (then why had I not said to go elsewhere all day) and after the kiss I thought they can go jump I want to have my fun. Reg asked what I wanted to do and we had quick negotiations about what we wanted to do. Safe sex was agreed upon. Beyond that the conversation was confidential.-

- So we were trying to catch our minds and everything electric showers sparks all over. Then it is dark. Reg says ‘Did everything go dark for you to?’ He sits up and the windows all shatter in at us. A ‘soccer mom’ with a baseball bat hits Reg in the head so hard he falls off the bed and into the wall. It is dark but I see a big Hispanic man with a sledgehammer, a little old lady wielding her knitting needles and two others. Their faces are all blank. No one is home; can I really attack these people? I can the one that may have killed Reg. Frank throws in a flash grenade. The zombie people do not fall down even though I feel like it and I was trying to cover my head. The woman with the bat comes at me where I am crouched over Reg and I disarm her and send her into the mirrored wall and hear it and her break. I hope I did not kill her .Part of the back of my head was screaming HAAKAA PAALLE (hack them down; the Finn battlecry). Frank shot the big man with a sledgehammer he drew the others after him and toward the living room where there was screaming and gunfire. I was left with the old woman. I could not free her mind with a mental shield unless she was a SAVE envoy. I was trying to disarm her without doing too much damage. She tried to stab me and tripped and impaled herself. Then I did what I could for Reg. I thought his neck was unbroken but his skull has a significant soft spot. I started making a body board out of the bookcase. I could not leave him and the others were still in combat. My selfishness and lust had caused the severe head injury of one of my teammates and kept me from being able to aid the rest. Tony was outside fighting his was in and carefully shooting people in the legs to try not to kill them. Karen was able to create a sphere of protection and the people fell down. Maybe if I was in the room I could have given Karen cover so she could create the Sphere sooner. Maybe people died that did not have to. Frank started using zipties to restrain people. Everyone else helped. We got Reg wrapped in a sheet and taped to the bodyboard. Angie had gotten a concussion so she went to Reciving hospital with us. Justin drove and I kept an eye on Reg and Angie. Aiden had gotten stabbed. Frank, Karen and Tony stayed at the Reg’s house to try to patch people together and deal with the police when they arrived. We saw the lights when we left the subdivision. Now we are at the hospital and they say Aiden lucky to not have the knife in his kidney. Reg is stable but they will not tell me anything else. –

- Oh my. Justin filled me in on how the fight went in the main room. He almost killed one of his second cousins. Justin told Karen Balls. Poor Karen. She is so uncomfortable in combat.-

- Apart from the obvious; not splitting up the team and disarming myself, what else should I change? Being unarmed made the ethical questions easier but was still thoughtless. -