Fresh off a tip from #1 Fan, it was time to hustle back to the Peachtree state and see if we could catch us a killer in action. It was back to the Etowah mounds and let me tell you, I was not in any great hurry to go back to the scene of my Ding Dong-crushing triumph of fear over bravery but it had to be done.

After arriving at the mound and stashing by car, I spent about two hours staring at a giant pile of earth and got fidgety (stakeouts are hell on the central nervous system) and headed into the park proper to see if I could get a better look and caught sight of a guy about 100 yards ahead of me in the woods. Being the master of surveillance that I am, I followed him at a good distance until he stopped and started digging around in the underbrush. Through my monocular, I saw him dig out what appeared to be a long, metal cylinder and after opening it, I heard him yelp, as if frightened and quickly leave.

I lost him as he was dashing rather pell-mell through the woods (yeah, yeah, I know. Master of surveillance....) and decided to head back to the mound from where I saw the guy again, only this time he was on the other side of the fence, outside the park, walking slowly, almost deliberately, looking down. Seeing as it was about noon, I couldn't exactly run straight at the guy and scale the fence, so by the time I got back around the gate, the guy had disappeared.

I rooted around for an hour or so and finally found what I knew was there....a metal box with a bunch of yard sale junk. I know these things belong to the dead Sentries, but what their purpose is, is beyond my ken. I carefully replaced the box, not wanting to alert the TK to my presence and knowledge of his activities.

I'm not going anywhere, gentle readers. The TK is bound to show up, sooner or later and when he does, I'll be here!


Stakeouts suck. Like, they suck more than cutting off too much of your big toe nail by mistake and then limping for 3 days. As you can see from the video, I stuck around until almost dawn. As the light started coming up, the TK arrives as I suspected and went straight for the bush that was hiding the box. He grabbed the box and then walked a few feet and vanished. True, he's been doing some weird shit, but disappearing ain't possible. A few feet from the box was a space where he crawled under the fence.

Needless to say, I followed and if I thought following the stranger earlier in the day was hard, try getting up the nards to follow a psychopathic serial killer deep into the woods. I feel like a character in one of those tasteless jokes... I caught up to the fiend and as you can see, he was performing one of his weird rituals in what Dr. Riley said was Mayan. I have no idea what he was doing but all of a sudden he shouted out, “Blue! Blue!” Right after that, out of nowhere, the TK had something in his hand. Looked like a medal or a medallion of some sort. This part was the weirdest. He almost looked....happy. That's when he noticed me and I ran away like a little girl.

Almost killed myself running up that friggin' hill, slipping on the leaves. Tore my good coat on that damn fence, too. It was still dark enough so that I didn't have to conceal myself too much in order to keep an eye on the fence and I watched as the TK replaced the box perfectly back in its previous hiding place. He spend enough time finessing this that I started to get cramps from squatting. Did I mention that stakeouts suck?

I stayed hidden until the TK left and went to check out the box. It was all there. The same buncha random-looking junk with the addition of one tarot card. The junk was of no use to me and I figured that the Sentries would want to hold on to their tangible memories of their dead friends, so I replaced it as carefully as possible.

I really don't know what to make of all of this. Was the first guy Art? Was the TK Bryce? If so, what were they doing? What scared man#1 and what made the TK happy? My head hurts, again and I need a nap.

Yours in light,
Eddie