June 19th, 2010

Sister

I think I’ve connected dots that shouldn't have been connected. I was reading through the two blogs that Carly provided (still haven’t finished either, there’s so goddamn much) and something hits me. Sandra told me she was born and raised in Washington. These blogs take place in Washington. Keith (SL1PKNOT-SUX) has an older sister named Sandra. Oh my fucking god.

It could be a coincidence. Like, how many Sandras live in Washington? God. Both Carly and I agree that there’s too many things that just… line up. I’m debating if I should let Sandra know about this. On one hand, it’s their family’s privacy or whatever. On the other, there’s stuff that connects to an actual crime. Sorta fuzzy on the details, except for the fact that a kid named Mike disappeared. I believe he was found in Oregon or California off Interstate 5 in a car completely burned black? It’s been years since the case. God, I feel bad for minimizing the death of a child. Jesus.

Something’s really bothering me, though. Reading SZ76’s blog in particular makes me feel like I’m talking to someone I once knew. I don’t really know how to explain it other than that.

He didn’t go into detail at all, but the dream he said he had about a field of red flowers… I swear to God that I’ve had something similar when I was younger. Don’t quote me on this, but it might have even been around the same time. It was similar to the poppy field scene from the Wizard of Oz. The sky was entirely black. No stars, no moon, no clouds that might be obscuring them. There was just a field of various red flowers, tulips, roses, poppies as far as the eye could see. You couldn’t even see the grass underneath. I just sort of walked forward until I saw something different. I don’t remember if I ever found it. Maybe I was looking for something in particular.

I don’t like nutmeg.