savetheearth | handwritten

[this is written in dark blue fountain pen on nice paper with a close cursive hand]

7/19/2013

Right, so, starting out in my usual way of warmups with too much exposition as to my exact circumstances at current -- trying to remind myself of the dream I had when I was thirteen exactly by exactly copying out the contents of the journal I made that night.

So...

#2027952

February 7, 1966

Dear Diary: Last night I had the strangest dream, the most wonderfully clear dream, about a golden room with great stained glass windows, and a test I had to take to--

[there's a great big ink stain here and then actually some significant time passes as Maya reads all the text suddenly in her nice new notebook. At least an hour.]

Well.

If it weren't for the fact that this fully navigable website appeared in a perfectly ordinary leather-bound notebook, I would dismiss it as a particularly inspired ARG. But as it stands, this appeared in a notebook. I normally consider myself quite a skeptic but well. This, I believe, qualifies as extraordinary proof.

I think I met some of you at the convention the other day. My name is Maya Aaronson. I've at least gathered from your entries that this is a secret network of some sort, that some of you are experiencing physical and mental changes that seem impossible (but again, you've provided extremely compelling evidence) and that there's... something out there.

Could someone provide me with a little more detail?

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That's the long and short of it, basically. There's a guide thing floating around on here too. Basically all we know is that there are some kinda aliens that want Earth and don't really care who they gotta hurt to do it. We're basically the only snag in their plan, which'd be great if we weren't all ordinary people who probably didn't even believe in aliens before all this.

One other thing's really important. Don't talk to anyone outside of this network about it. A kid and his whole family were murdered because he went to the cops for help with this stuff.

[And guess who got to relive the fun moment of watching that video just a couple days ago in the middle of work :'D]

[There's a pause, and a minute later a second text arrives.]

Not all of the cops are involved. I didn't know, and I've been on the force some 15 years. I know at least two others that weren't.

[Though one of them is an...ex-cop by now...]

Edited (grammarfail) 2013-07-24 02:14 (UTC)

It's good to know that there's at least a few people in law enforcement that we can trust. What's your name, if you don't mind me asking?

Kotetsu Kaburagi. I'm, uh, the guy at that convention thing who kinda...tripped on a power cord and fell on you?

[...Ahahaha]

Oh, goodness. No harm done, we're all a little clumsy, sometimes.

[how is a guy that clumsy a cop...?]

Pleased to meet you. Did your daughter enjoy the book, at least..?

heh, well sorry about that anyway. It's nice to meet you too, Ms. Aaronson.

And yeah, she was really excited about it.

[It was kind of nice, getting to have a Normal Dad Success before being forcibly reminded his life was now a mess of aliens and weirdness and child-murdering bosses and coworkers that were actually werewolves.]

That's wonderful to hear. Does she have a favorite character or a favorite part?

uhhhh

[Kotetsu isn't exactly...up on the popular things these days u_u He's trying to remember the details of his daughter's excited flailing when she'd heard about Ms. Aaronson being in Locke but with everything going in it hadn't registered beyond "get the book signed and send it to her and she'll be really happy".]

the...uh...spiky haired guy? I'm pretty sure it was a guy anyway. Probably.

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