I didn’t want to blog about this yesterday because my brain feels like its swimming in a miry bog of confusion. Where do I go to not be watched? Do I become one of those weirdos who just hide underground with a tin foil hat, blathering on about Big Brother or extraterrestrials or something? I don’t think so. Insanity is not looking so good right now. I may be confused and paranoid, but I’m not crazy. I’m not crazy, I swear.
Last night though…this happened.
Remember the part about me not being crazy, okay? Okay? So, back to the pattern I covered in this post. All that was missing to complete the number sequence in gHost73737’s name was the last 7. This last part of the third triangle completes the…coded sequence. So, what does that mean for me? Does that mean my time is up? Are “they” done watching? Or have they just begun? What is going to happen? Is there something significant about the time? 17:05 military, 5:05pm? I don’t know. What numbers are significant, which ones are not?
I’m not sure if this was smart of me or not, but I decided to Google it. I tried to use a private browsing window and all, so perhaps I’m safe, at least for a little while? I hadn’t considered this, but one of the first results was a zipcode. 73737, otherwise known as Fairview, OK.
Now, if you delve further into Fairview as a town, you get nowhere. However, I think the name is coded. Fairview, OK. Or, if you change up the punctuation, spacing and capitalization: Fair view, ok? gHost73737 is about justice or looking at things in a fair way. At least, that’s what I’m led to believe. Fair view. Okay? I’m not sure I am okay with this gHost73737 breaking into my servers, destroying my code and watching me. Doesn’t seem fair or equitable at all…there’s no such thing as a fair view when all they contribute is destruction, right? Anyway, here’s something else to clue you into my current, hectic reality. Watch the video.
![worry.png](https://cookiecrumbs2016.wordpress.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/04/worry.png?w=620)
Click on the screenshot to go to the video.
So…there are a few details I’ve left out. I just don’t want you guys to doubt me. I’m doing the research, you know? I’m reliable, and I’ve always been one to question everything. Well, here goes nothing. That last picture, the one with the symbol? I woke up with my right hand wrapped around my favorite Mitsubishi Unipin felt-tip black pen, uncapped. Someone is either terribly good at drugging and framing people…or I don’t know. Am I going crazy? Did I write the symbols? Why? Back to the recording…(sorry, my thoughts are so scattered). When you watch the video, you can tell that I paused not just once, but twice. The thing is, I don’t remember it. I remember turning on my selfie camera and recording the message, but I don’t remember stopping or pausing at all. When Dr. Pendergrass did something similar, she didn’t remember either.
Right when Dr. Pendergrass wanted to talk about the specifics of the cookies and the tracking, the pause began. Coincidence? I’m not sure anymore. My pauses seem more arbitrary, but they’re so frequent in comparison. It’s almost as if someone is taunting me. They can control when I pause, they can control what I write…not just when I’m asleep, but when I’m wide awake.
I’m really, really scared. I don’t think I’m just paranoid now, and I really need to talk with Camille and Jessica soon. I know Camille has been feeling as if more and more people are watching her. Jessica has been camped out at home, haunted by the gear shipped to her house with no prompting. Someone is watching us…but it’s so confusing. Who is it? Is it one of us? Who is compromising the cookies? Who is the Cookie Monster and how are they using us? I feel like we might be walking into a trap…
“Fair view. Okay?” So…that’s the 73737 part. What about gHost?
Signing off,
Yue