Well, this is intriguing. The girl is missing. I decided to pay her a visit and break the news of Mr. Carter's death. She wasn't there. I feel like I should be worried about this. No one has noted her disappearance either. I will investigate into this further.
In other news, Kit is looking depressed. She hasn't left the rooftop since his death. She occasionally will look at me, but big black eyes tend to not show emotion. I am at an impasse, I feel like I bonded with the creature because of Mr. Carter. He was the reason that she stayed around. Now that he's dead, I wonder what she'll do?
Earlier this week, I made a deal with a Runner. She wanted temporary protection from Proxies and Faceless. In return, she would...run errands for me when I needed them. So far there have been 7 proxy deaths involved in her case. Faceless showed up, saw me, and proceeded to leave. He was angry. Very angry.
Lastly, for now, the offer is still open to anyone. I am willing to help. I have already crossed the line and am now directly involved. I shall use this blog and the late Mr. Carter's email for my business. Extra news can be found in the comments section. Or in edits to this post. So check back often!
In the words of Mr. Carter, 'Stay Safe' -- Jack
Edit 1: Wow, first edit already. I must be popular.
First is that I've gotten a new avatar.
Second is important (slightly more). I received a warning! Earlier today at 5:23 PM: "A warning from Attendant Michael.
You are above the Norm. Greater than human. But there are rules. You
belong on the sidelines. A commodity bound by rules. But you have broken
those rules. Overstepped bounds. Go back. Or we will force you back.
Three Warnings as per the norm. Three chances. At the End of the Third,
The Attendants shall come and drag you off to the Maw of Eden." Sounds fantastic! He called me a 'commodity.' How kind! You know what they say at the baseball games, three strikes and you're out! This is going to be fun.
And the third. The most important. I found something that excited me earlier. On the doorstep, there was sitting a box with my name on it! What was inside perplexed me. A vial. Containing blood. The note inside said I may find someone who can use it. So busy. I'll keep you all updated!
Edit 2 (August 12th): The girl is back. I discreetly was trying to find out where she went. No luck, I'm going to have to keep a watch on her house.
I sent the blood sample to Med, whenever she's feeling well, I hope she'll be able to clear up the...confusion it's caused.
That's all for now. Oh, what's that? You expected me to say that I'm going back to being neutral? Some have high expectations...