Sending My Regrets

This is it. I don’t think there’s anything more I can do, now that Professor Meyers has been killed. I think even continuing to update this site is putting me in danger. This quest for truth has already cost me everything – friends, livelihood, my very purpose in life. Now I finally have nowhere else to go, and nothing else to give.

I’m sorry that I’ve failed you, and failed all of humanity. I wish it could be different.

Good-bye.

Help, Quickly

Here is the link that Meyers sent me. I'm sure something has happened, and that he's in danger. Please help me work out what's happened, and whether there is anything we can do.

The Survival Lottery

Thanks to Isabella St. Simon, now we know the truth... all of it. I can’t believe the IHC fooled me for so long.

Naaczaal Tickets

I’ve seen that pass for sale on NaaczaalTix4Sale.com. I’m speechless. I had no idea that there was a Naaczaal, much less that there were passes, nor that they were actually being manufactured.

We need to pursue this and find out everything we can about them. Where did they come from? How did this seller get them? Perhaps we can find out who they were meant for and learn something more about Naaczaal that way. The Theorist doesn’t have more information for me through our messaging system, so this is the only lead we have right now. Let’s make the most of it.

Catching My Breath

I’ve found a safe place to hide for a little while. Given that the IHC is after me, I’m afraid I won’t say any more about it. It’s not that I don’t trust you, it’s just that – well, you know.

I’ve been thinking quite a lot about that video from Satnam, and reading the emails you sent me about it. I knew it seemed strange from the instant I saw it, but I hadn’t noticed that message hiding in the words with that tapping noise – ‘Eyes are watching us, danger.’ Thanks to PostLarval for pointing it out to me.

I’ve been wrapped up with worry for myself, but I think I should be worrying for Satnam, too. I first heard of Naaczaal because of a phone call, a warning not to speak to Satnam anymore. What has he fallen into? And what can I do about it?

A Double Dose

I’m not staying in one place for long right now. It may be sheer paranoia, but I can’t continue the search for truth with a bullet in my head, and it’s not a risk I’m willing to take. I do hope you consider it prudence rather than cowardice.

I don’t really know where I’m going, and I may not have reliable internet access for a while, so apologies if you don’t hear from me on this blog.

Meanwhile, I need you to continue doing your part. I’ve got more information from CorruptionTheory.com – for two appointments, this time. To find out when and where those appointments are, look for my instructions in our messaging system on these days:

·Tomorrow from 3pm to 6pm
·Wednesday from 8am to noon
·And Thursday from 3pm to 6pm.

Good luck to all of you, and thank you. Knowing I have allies is all that keeps me going right now.

Carrying the Torch

I may be in hiding, but I haven’t given up.
I’ve heard more news from CorruptionTheory.com and I’m fulfilling my part of the bargain. I’ll signal you on Saturday and Sunday mornings, 8am to noon. You know where to look.
Meanwhile I’ll keep looking for a place where I feel safe, especially now that the IHC has initiated a search so they can serve me with ‘legal papers.’
I used to think the IHC was a group with integrity, doing work in the service of all humanity. I can’t believe they fooled me for so many years.

Satnam Ends His Silence

I got this message from Satnam last night while I was sleeping. The whole thing is definitely odd, and I’m not entirely sure what to make of it. At the very least I don’t think I can count on any information on Naaczaal coming my way due to the strength of our ‘friendship.’

If you have any thoughts, do let me know.

Last Week

Apologies for keeping you in suspense. I trust you’ll understand why when you hear my reasons.

I thought I’d go back to the old IHC offices on Friday afternoon. Take an old colleague out for drinks, see how my projects were running, that sort of thing. Instead I ran into Barbara Lewis-Penn. She was angry to see me on the premises, and we quarreled – at the end of it she said she’d have to have something done about me and stormed off.

I thought she meant an order for employees not to fraternize with me, or calling the police to report me for trespassing. More fool me. I came back home later that day and found the lock on my door had been broken. Nothing was taken, but I did find these.



I don’t know if the intent is to kill me or frighten me. I didn’t realize until now that I might be in imminent danger to more than my career. I won’t be silenced. But it’s clear I can’t stay at home any longer, so I’ve gone on the run. I’ll keep you posted as I can.

Consequences

Events are spinning out of my control. I meant to alert you to a new interception for today, but instead I had to pack up my belongings and head for obscurity as quickly as possible. I do hope one of you managed to get the message anyway.

Meanwhile… tomorrow morning from 8am to noon, I have a new message out in all of the usual places. Do look for it.

I’ll try to explain more soon.

For Satnam Tsurutani

Since I’m having such amazing good fortune in sending messages out into the wild and hoping the right people come upon them, I thought I should take advantage. The following video is meant for my good friend, the much-missed Dr. Satnam Tsurutani.

And Again

Today and tomorrow morning, from 8am until noon. Look for my signal in all of the usual places.

How quickly the strange becomes familiar.

Counting Blessings

Letters alone can’t convey the depth of my gratitude, but perhaps video will give you some idea.

I know we’ve been asking quite a lot from all of you, but there are more to come – keep your eyes peeled at the usual places tomorrow morning and Sunday afternoon. Now we just need to start putting the pieces together. Letters alone can’t convey the depth of my gratitude, but perhaps video will give you some idea.

Save the Date

If you’ve missed attending the party so far, I’m sending out more invitations Wednesday morning and Thursday afternoon, just as I’ve done before. I know you’re all very busy, but perhaps you can make the time for us in your agenda?

Wheres and Whens

There are certain pieces of information I’m reluctant to put into writing on my blog, for fear that a search engine might make it too easily traceable back to me. I’m sure you understand what I’m getting at.

That said, just putting a message in a bottle and hoping somebody finds it is neither quick nor precise enough for the problem at hand. My solution is simple, if not elegant: I’m providing you with a list of locations in this document. Look at them and find the one nearest you. That’s where you’ll find our signal to you.

As for the when, one of us will alert you in advance of when to expect a message. Two days before our… party… I’ll send my message out to you from 8am to noon. One day before I’ll transmit from 3pm to 6pm. For now, go to your location and keep your eyes open in the morning on Saturday and Monday, and in the afternoon on Sunday and Tuesday.

Oh, and one more thing – the Theorist believes there may be more than one guest on the list, so don’t be afraid to turn up even if you might be a bit late.

Keep a sharp lookout. We’ll be counting on you.

Wheels Within Wheels

Setting the Record Straight