mr-plague-doctor

[mr-plague-doctor]

Hello Ana

I am not Ana, but I’ve known Ana for a long time, we first met in my freshman year of high school. There was a big freshman dance coming up, I felt that I was too fat and would never get a date, so I was telling myself not to go to the dance but there was Ana, helping me lose weight to fit into anything, what I thought was encouragement and helpfulness at the time. One day a couple of weeks after we met she sent me to the hospital, I had started to fight her but she was too much, I left her and we didn’t talk until my last year of college. My girlfriend had just dumped me and Ana was one of the first people to give me a scapegoat, she was the first person to talk to me after the breakup so I listened to every word she said. I went online to chat with some of Ana’s other friends, they all boasted the same talk and propaganda as her so I thought she had to be right about what she was telling me about myself… right.

For weeks, or maybe even months I lived by what Ana told me was right, what she told me was fine, what she told me was healthy, what she told me happiness was, how she told me to achieve it. My other friends saw me when I was with Ana, they tried their best but when I was in Ana’s arms I might as well have been deafened. Whenever someone tried to talk with me about Ana they’d yell at me about how she wasn’t healthy to have around, the stress pushed me deeper into the tunnel she had me for me. Until I woke up, I had woken up but barely had the strength to stand up, I lifted my shirt and the mirror and saw my ribs, what everyone was telling me about Ana snapped back into my head a speed faster than that of anything in my life had flashed before me. A haven’t talked to Ana in years, she’s tried to reach out whenever something bad in my life would try to consume me in its darkness.

Almost every day she gave me her backhanded compliments and vaguely insulting remarks. We all know Ana, we all have heard Ana, what matters is what you believe from what she says. if you know her that isn’t abnormal or bad, what matters is if you believe what she says, if you do, I apologize for what brought you to that abyss. It is possible to leave her, you just always have to be aware, behind every corner, after every heartache, before every event, Ana will talk to you, tell you what in the deepest darkest parts of your mind, what you think of yourself, in order to move on, you have to accept, she is and was, always wrong about you. Remember, she has her other friends believing her, they are in the same darkness as you, what they say about you or even themselves isn’t true.

You might know Ana, and that’s fine, but you might be friends with her, just keep in mind, she’s wrong.

[mr-plague-doctor]

A brief survival guide to the mania forest

Chapter one: the hanging tree

I'm a park ranger covering a large bit of woodland in rural Russia near a town where only populated by scientists on behalf of the organization I work for. They study strange things found in the world. You've probably never heard of the woodland nor the organization as both of them are put under wraps by the organization itself but that's a story for a different time. So I will make a large amount of these posts to give advice if you find your in the woods. 

Now you may be wondering what the hanging tree is. Well it isn't hard to miss as it is the largest tree in the forest, the wood is much darker than the rest of the rest of the trees, not to mention the gallow attached to the base of the tree. Now if you end up seeing this tree whatever you do never disturb it. Don't touch it, don't even pluck a leaf from a branch.

 If you do, hell has no worse than what you have in store for the next few hours of your life. For around an hour after nothing much should happen, for the next hour after that a boy should start appearing in the corner of your eye, you will know he is there but you won't be able to see him directly. The "fun" will start during the third hour. You will start to hear distant screams of pain but you will never be able to pinpoint the direction. Over the course of 3 more hours the screams will come closer and closer until they become nearly deafening.

Then an hour after that (7th hour for those not paying attention) the screams will stop and not even the birds in the trees will make a noise. Then the visions start. For 2 hour you will see people you've wronged in your life in your eyes. All of which will circle you and start laughing.

 The worse the crimes the louder and more demonic the laughter. Then after 2 hours the visions will part and drag you to the gallows. After your head is wrapped in the rope. Well you can make that assumption on your own to what happens after that. There is one more strange thing.

Only the people that touched the tree see and hear the trees demonic doings. Too others your going insane for no good reason. When the visions drag you to the gallows, the only thing that others will see is you walking toward the tree. Putting your head through the rope. And jumping off the platform. With how many people this tree has killed, it may be the powersource to all the strange animals, happenings and items found in the forest. How this happens. Well that isn't my job to determine. That job goes to the men, women and creatures at the organization.

Happy travels my friends. Sleep well.

Chapter two: the unknown

Among the terrible objects and creatures of the mania forest there is the unknown. No one quite knows what it is. I'm not even sure what it is. While wandering the forest there is a clearing. This clearing is different then most other parts of the forest. All the grass in this clearing is dead. As soon as you walk in the clearing you will have a strong feeling to walk toward the middle.

 Oh yeah, I forgot to say. There is a small stone pillar with a button on it. While walking toward the pillar loud music will start to play. Of course like most things in this fucking forest, it messes with your mind first. Though most of the other stuff in the forest does it for torturous glee but in this, things seem to use people's emotions as food. Though I'm getting ahead of myself. While walking to the pillar, music, bla bla bla, but the music played is that which reminds the person of their worst memory. For instance we had a test subject say that they witnessed a woman being drugged at a rock concert and did nothing about it. Now he said the music that starter was the song that was playing at the time he witnessed the drugging. As you get to the halfway point you will start to smell the place your memory takes place in. The man who witnessed the drugging said he started to smell sweat and whiskey. The exact same smell the rock show had that night. And finally when you reach the pillar, well you go, catatonic. The subject spoke that he saw the image. Over and over again. And he "woke up" so to say when one of our staff found him. There is nothing visibly dangerous about the clearing. Just make sure you have someone to wake you up. There have been cases where people have died of dehydration, or have been eaten by animals while catatonic.

Happy travels my friends. Sleep well.

A brief survival guide to the mania forest- chapter 3, the fungi forest 

Well, There are a very large number of creatures in this forest, from fearsome predators, to meek prey praying that they can make it out of this hell hole. Well, this is not a creature, an item, nor a building, but instead a place. Me and the other rangers can this place the fungi forest. While it sounds like a subsection of the forest, yet no, it's a cave full of mushrooms. Well actually it's a little more than just that. Well there is nothing supernatural about the caves. We were told that an asteroid containing life hit earth and made a cave which millions of years later is now a massive cavern which is full of life. I may make a whole different survival guide only for the forest as it is gargantuan in size, so big that it has its own ocean, which also might need its own guide. I just wanted to mention it here so if i make a separate guide for it the guide will give it some context. Though I will give you one thing. Somewhere in what we call the shroom ocean. There is a thing we call the saw tooth. It is an unbelievably massive creature that feeds on the mushrooms in water. Now you may ask why, well the mushrooms are about 5 meters tall each. So just a few is enough to satisfy the massive creature. It also gets its name from the awful noise it makes. The beast sounds like a heavily distorted saw.. And if you hear a large saw rapidly approaching. Well, pray to every god you know. You’ll need it

Happy travels my friends. Sleep well.

A brief survival guide to the mania forest. Chapter 4, the man with the mask

After a while, you start to get used to the forest. I mean once you learn about everything and how not to die, the job gets pretty easy. well , except for a few of the “things”. A few of the creatures of the woods can be described as `unpredictable”. While most things on the land are quite territory oriented, as in the stay mostly in the same area until provoked. There are others who wander, some whose methods or objectives are unknown. One of these minorities is something which we rangers call the man in the mask. It appears to be a african american male wearing attire which would fit a american soldier in World War two. But he's a modern gas mask. As creatures go “he” (for lack of a better word) is fairly new. Being that his first recorded appearance was in the late 80’s which coinsided with the murder of a world war two vetern which while not taking place in the woods but his body was hidden there. Also his killer was found later and was killed by the hanging tree when the cop found him. But anyway, his abilities.

It was found when the man travels a cloud of toxic gas follows. The gas is invisible and is nearly impossible to detect. The gas was found to be a match for a gas the Germans tested on american prisoners in WW2 but never got used in war. One of the prisoners who was tested was, well you can most likely guess that. Anyway, the gas itself seems to be acidic in nature. Only a few minutes after being exposed to it, your flesh will start to burn and after that your skin will well, start to melt off, But not always. There have been many cases of the man pulling out a gun and shooting someone, cases of the man strangling people, or just him leaving them alone. All of which have no pattern and are impossible to predict.

There have been attempts to kill the man, but all are unable to leave a scratch on him. A soldier once took a 50 caliber rifle into the woods and shot the man in the face. It left a massive hole in the man's head. But the hole filled itself back in. It was that day that the rangers found out, That it was not a mask on the man's face. But the gas mask is his face.so if you wander the forest and you see a man wearing a gas mask, run, there is a small chance you might make it out alive, it's always good to try

Happy travels my friends.sleep well

A brief survival guide to the mania forest. Chapter 5, the scorched king

There are things in the forest known as kings in the forest. In fact they are vital to the sorting system of things in the forest. These kings are normally some sort of animal, and they have territory in the forest, what makes them kings is that one, they are apex predators, two they have only one section of forest, and three they are so powerful that they can’t be killed with anything short of a nuke. This territory split the forest up into sections. Today I will be talking about one of the more notable kings. The scorched king, actually the scorched king is a species in the part of the forest known as the scorch. The name of the creatures is actually lava wolves, as they are wolves that have flaming fur. There is one wolf in particular that gets the title.

This wolf is one that is about the size of a full grown buffalo. Differently than the other wolves the king has a white fire while the other wolves have red fire. The scorched king earned its title after the fire on its body was found to be so hot that anything that touched, either turned to ash or melted. Making it impossible to kill it with any weapon we have now.

LISTEN I HAVE TO WARN YOU. SOMETHING IS TAKING OVER THIS FOREST. THE CREATURES ARE GOING…

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A brief survival guide to the mania forest. Chapter “final”, the hive mind

Hello people of this great internet. How are we today? Now I must apologize if you were enjoying these chapters. That idiot was ruining everything. Now I must warn you very briefly (pun very intended) there are more than just the “mania forest” as you humans call it. These places are known as hell holes. And they are very abundant. Using my influence I will let you know of all of them. But not to much of their creatures. We can’t have all out chaos if you know everything now can we. okay fine i will give you a brief description of myself, so when the world ends YOU KNOW WHAT TO SCREAM AT. I am a disease. My victims have blood red eyes, and mostly are catatonic. I can switch between forms but only one at a time. And I transmit via bite, so don’t get bit. Disease in the body of Richard H. Cooper. Signing off

Travel poorly. Sweet nightmares my sheep

[mr-plague-doctor]

snow fever

Log 1- hello person who finds this, this is day one of my winter vacation at my new cabin, January sixth, 2004, I will be adding to this voice log every day I get the chance, there have been some missing persons around here so I should leave something behind if I’m taken. Anyway, day one, over

Log 2- hello, this is the fifth day of my winter vacation at my cabin, January eleventh, 2004, didn’t do much this week. Chopped some wood, stayed warm, cooked some food. I’ll check in a few days.

Log 3- hello, this is the seventh day of my winter vacation, fuck the date, I don’t care enough. I  fished, I slept, but I’m still somehow tired, the wood stack I had outside fell but nothing spooky happened. I just got angry for some reason, punched a wall, and hit it so hard that the wood stack, my hand hurts now

Log 4- hello, it started snowing today, it's getting pretty thick out there. I'm glad I brought the firewood into the cabin, I may not be able to do my log for a while. See you later.

Log 5- it has been 15 days since the last time I did a log, it is still snowing, it is up to my windows by now. My power has been out for a while by I have a sunroof and I’ve been charging things with a small solar panel, the roof is too tall and thin for the snow to build up so I’m good

Log 6- I saw someone outside the sunroof but turns out it was just a birds shadow, I am very very very bored, the only noise I can hear is the snow hitting the roof and the fire, I fucken swear I’m gonna go insane.

Log 7- I heard taps on the window, the window that’s covered with snow, when I checked the window, all the snow that had been stacking on the window for days, was gone. I did not see anyone in the window, I just heard the tapping while I was asleep. Tapping.

Log 8- I heard it again, tapping. Every time I try to look after I wake up, it's gone, but it leaves every time I look. I can’t FUCKING TAKE IT. I'm gonna go insane.

Log 9- I looked at it, I could see its teeth, bloody, sharp, but I could not see anything else, it was just a shadow. I don’t think it saw me but I’m not taking any more risks, I’m.

Log 10- I heard, something, I know it was not the tapping, the thing stop doing that a day or two ago, I heard voices, several, and crackling like a fire outside of my window, a couple of dozen yards away, the voices were talking about, something, but I was not able to tell what about. I heard a lot of laughing, but it stopped around midnight.

Log 11- IT’S TRYING TO GET IN, I can hear and see the doorknob moving, YOU FUCK GET AWAY OR I’LL SHOOT. It stopped, it stopped, I’m leaving tomorrow, I can’t take this anymore

 Log 12- It's tapping, I’m looking right at it and it is still tapping, looking at me, with those, gray eyes. I can’t take it, I CAN’T, this will be my last log, I called the police, this is Jim Richards, January thirty-ninth 2004. *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* goodbye *BANG*

Police report on the snow fever killings- it seems that some lost campers ended up outside of the cabin of one Jim Richards, when we arrived we found the bodies of 4 people, one Jim, 3 of them campers, we found that one of the campers still alive, they said that when they found the cabin they tapped on the window. When they didn't get a response they set up camp. For a few nights after that, they would tap on the windows to check. Eventually, they stopped. After a while, they tried to open the door but heard the yelling of the owner and backed down.

The next night they tried to tap on the glass but Mr.richards shot at them. We found some voice logs in the and we hope to gain more evidence from them