The further Sarah's Slenderseries gets, the more uncomfortable I feel. I haven't opened this book in over a year, but lately it's all I can look at. I guess I keep looking for hope, but there's none in these pages. I wish I could make Sarah stop. I wish I could make both of them stop. I wish I could stop reading, but I can't.

While the Morning Watches portion of the book seems to be full of pleads and hope, the Night Watches seems to fall into obsession and warning.

"The Night Watches"

"I meditate on thee in the Night Watches"

"He shall gather the Lambs with His arm, and carry them to the VⓍID"

    On Thy           How 00000 in the hour of sorrow, or bereavement, or death, to have the 0000000    000000000         and 0000000 of a 0000 EVIL Ⓧ! My soul! these words tell thee of one nearer, 00000000000 still--the HELL  that [never fails] a 0000 0000000000000000000 0000000000000000000000000 0000000000 00000 000000000 000 00000 000000 00000 00000 Does a Shepherd watch 000000 over his flock? The Ⓧ is my Shepherd! 00000 000000 00000 0000 00000000 000000 00000 00000000 0000000 so It will HUNT you.

I hope it's just an obsession with Marble Hornets. Still, I can't be sure, but I wonder: does the Ⓧ have power on its own, or only because we give it power?