AmalgamationSage here. We got Kay in the hospital. Everyone's alive and intact. Jumping Jesus Christ on Crutches, how the hell did we pull this off? Well, Hakurei Ryuu is writing up the opening of what happened, and I guess I'll close it. Lord knows I need a minute for my brain to settle. I've seen some messed up things in my time, but this ranks pretty high up there.

The doctor says Kay will be alright. We threw together a crummy story about finding someone working her over in an alleyway. They're not asking any follow-up questions. Why are they not following us up on our obvious load of BS? I am not comfortable with this little scrutiny. I could swear we're being watched. I've worked as a Janitor before. That Janitor was far too well muscled, far too alert for someone whose soul is crushed by monotony, and I know from experience that you can hide a lot of things in a custodial cart. Then again, I might be insane.

We'll be keeping watch.

my name is kaylin marie davies i am thirty years old i hav a youngur brother and a youngur sistr and a mother and a father and i used to hav two bootiful prefect godchildren but theyre ded and its my fault theyre ded and i hav friends i have cathy and amal and haku and my thomas i hate that you hav the same name hate it hate you and i used to hav other friends but i tried to save them by runnin away and i hav a job and a home and a life and i got away from you you cant take that from me tom and your mastur cant take that from me it took them it hurt them just babys so little and so preshus and she just started school and he was supposd to start in the fall  i luvd them so much it tokk them away but you cant take me away i am me i am not your kitten i am me i dont care how much you hurt me i am me and and and and i dont want any mor needels that make me go up and down and no more shiny sharps and red metals and dont touch dont touch me dont dont no no no no no no no you cant you cant you cant

Enough typing now Kitten. We have so many more games to play before time is up.

My godson is dead.

It stood in my backyard holding his head in one of its tentacles. His eyes are still open. Demanding to know why Aunt Kay got him killed.

It disappeared. And then a man wearing a mask stepped out from behind my garage. He was holding my goddaughter's arm with one hand and a knife in the other. She's alive, but doesn't even look like there's still someone behind her eyes. He pointed the knife at her, then at me, and shrugged.

I get it. Me or her. Him and his boss don't really care which.

I'm sorry. I can't let them both die. Not for me. I'm not worth it. I'm just making this post so that someone knows what happened if I don't come back. Amalgamation, I think I'm right. I don't think it can get in my house. Why else would it go to these lengths? Try to use that.

I'm gonna go outside now.

I just got back from my godkids’ house. Their mother is a mess to say the least, but at least she doesn’t know that it’s my fault her babies are gone. I thought I was doing the right thing by cutting them off. That if I stayed away from all of my friends they wouldn’t get infected by this shit. Instead I found out that for the past month the kids have been drawing pictures. Little kid style figures. Of a woman crying and a man in a suit. Whenever their mother asked them about the pictures, they would say it’s Aunt Kay and The Man. She kept trying to call me and ask about it. And I wouldn’t even listen to her voicemails because it was too hard to stay disconnected otherwise.

My munchkins had been seeing it for over a month. And my dumb ass did nothing. And the cops were all over that. Who is this man, is he the one that took the kids, what connection does he have to you? It’s such a clusterfuck. 

The note that was left said midnight with an operator symbol. The cops think that’s when they’ll get some kind of a ransom call. They’re probably right only I don’t think their mother is going to be the one getting the ransom call. And I doubt there is going to be any actual ransom involved either. 

I appreciate all the support guys, I’m a little too wrecked to answer each comment individually right now. Today was just the day to find out how badly I’ve fucked up.  I’m gonna go try and nap for a little bit. I have a feeling I won’t be sleeping much later.

My godchildren are missing.

I cut contact with them and their mother as soon as I realized what was happening to me. Stopped visiting, stopped answering phone calls, I didn’t even send them presents over the holidays. I thought it would be enough to keep this away from them.

Their mother just called me at work. She went to wake them up this morning and they were missing from their beds. There was a note. She told it me all it said was “midnight with some kind of weird hugs and kisses symbol.”

My godchildren are only five and six. And it took them, or one of its toys took them, same difference.

It’s all my fault.

Explanation

For those of you that haven't been following, Reach came to a very painful realization. Jean provided some very convincing evidence and Reach's returned memories seem to back it up. His life and mind ripped to shreds just because the monster wanted a toy. That was enough to have me depressed and raging.

And then came the next part.

I managed to solve Remnant's latest riddle. And he posted the rest of the story. What happened to Zero and Amelia. This is the story the best that I can tell from the final images.

It mindfucked them. It separated them from each other and then took over their minds. Zero saw the monster and charged it. Stabbed it with his katana. Amelia watched it stab her with one of its tentacles.

And then just before she died, it gave them their minds back. It hadn't been where either of them thought it was. Instead Amelia had been impaled by Zero's katana. It tricked him into killing her.

IT TRICKED HIM INTO DOING ITS FUCKING DIRTY WORK FOR IT!

I don't think words have even been invented for the amount of rage that I feel right now. And every time I look at those pictures I can't stop crying.

So apparently I do still have the ability to feel something besides numb and terrified. I am so heartbroken. That this thing would, could…what it did to Reach and to Amelia and Zero…

People try to claim this thing has blue and orange morality?

FUCK BLUE AND ORANGE MORALITY!

I’m crying again. I’ll try to do this in a less emotional way later.