ToTheHouse

Morning, Internet

I've decided that I'm going to go back to the house and try to find anything that could be useful. There's a James Bond marathon on one of the hotel channels that should keep Megan entertained while I'm gone.

About her...I'm really, really really worried. She seems to think that mum and dad are on holiday in the Whitsundays and I'm just here to baby-sit her. About ten minutes ago she asked when the house was going to be done being fumigated so we could go home.

I don't know what to do. I'm scared of what telling her the truth might do...but on the other hand I can't just let her delude herself into thinking everything's normal. For the moment I haven't told her where I'm really going. She thinks I'm visiting a friend.

I have no idea. I'll decide what I'm going to do when I get back.
See you guys in a few hours I guess
-Aly

Bargearse and QCS

Hello again, internet.
Righto, first order of business, this here is one of the original Abridged series-es, and by God it's one of the funniest things ever created by man. It was made by the D-Generation in the early 90's, and it's about a cop called Bargearse. If you're in need of a laugh, I highly recommend it. First episode is here.

Unfortunately, it's not all good news today. Today I received a rather...well...hysterical call from Megan.
I'll try to remember it as best I can.
Me: *picks up phone*
Megan: ALY! Oh god...*sobbing*
Me: Woah woah woah, Megs, what's wrong?
Megan: I-I'm sorry...give me a minute.
Mel: It's ok, I'm not going anywhere.
-Silence for the next minute or so as she managed to compose herself-
Megan: Ok, ok...you know how we...we have  to do practice things for QCS at school? ((In case you didn't know, the QCS test is the test that most hight school students in Australia have to take in Year 12 if they want to go to University after school))
Me: Yeah, they were an absolute pain. What about it?
Megan: During SEL today we had the head of Humanities come in and talk to us about how we could better respond to the writing task..and as part of that she handed out stimulus booklets from previous years' tests and told us to come up with as many ideas as possible...and...and...I checked, I was the only one to get THAT particular booklet.
Me: What was wrong with it?
Megan: I...I..*her breathing starts to speed up again*. I opened up the first page...and HE was staring right at me
Me: What? Who?
Megan: I'll...I'll text the photo I took to you. *few seconds of silence as she tries to calm herself down* I'm sorry... I'm sure I'm annoying you.
Me: No, no, no it's ok! I don't mind!
Megan: Sure?
Me: Positive
Megan: Well, I'm going to go to bed...talk to you later
Me: Alright. Have a good sleep!
Megan: Hopefully. Good night. *she hangs up*

About five minutes later, this image arrived on my phone.

This has got to be one of the biggest coincidences I have ever seen.
No wonder Megan is so freaked out. I know if I opened my book and saw that thing staring at me, I'd probably scream like a five year old.
Who the hell even thought this would be a good idea? It just acts as High Octane Nightmare Fuel!











Well, that's all from me for tonight.
Have a good sleep everyone,
-Aly

Back Home

Well, a few hours after my last update Mum and Dad made it up here to pick up Megan and take her back home. She said she's fine, but something's still off about her. Well, understandable really since she's been missing for a week.
Honestly, we still have no idea what the hell just happened. I'm thinking maybe she accidentally ingested some really funky sort of drug and caught a taxi or something up here, and then just wandered around town for however many days before getting into my house with the spare key she knows I hide outside. If she was drugged that could also explain the memory loss, and if she's been out in the sun for days that would probably be why she's got that burn on her arm.
So, yeah. Everything's relatively back to normal; all family members are accounted for, and work still sucks.

Unexpected Turn of Events

Ok..um..wow. 

Well, Megan's been found. The weird thing? She was asleep on my couch when I got home. 

Neither of us know how the  hell she got there. Firstly, I live a good hundred kilometers away from her and our parents. She can't drive, and she has the worst sense of direction in the world, so if she tried to walk it she would have just ended up getting lost. Secondly, in her mind, she went to simply went to sleep in her bed and then woke up on my chair. It took a while to convince her she's been gone for a week. 

Apart from some marks that appear to be a really bad case of sunburn or something on her arm, she's physically fine. She's still pretty shaken up, but you would be too if you woke up and discovered a week of your life had vanished, and that you had somehow teleported between cities. 

So, yeah. Crisis over I guess, but we'd still like to know how the hell she got here.