Had a rather odd meeting today. This evening. As you probably know, we've been having a spot of trouble with redlight coming back and trying to take control of the world. Dude needs a hobby. Like stamp collecting.
Well, my people have been keeping their eyes open for any redlit individuals. Proxies wearing red, especially. They try anything, kill them, burn the body, stick the ash on a magnet (in other news, we need a fuck-off big magnet. Anyone have a spare they need to get rid of?). Mucho paranoid, but it's pretty justified, I think. Especially since it's beginning to seem like death is no obstacle to a happy and fulfilled life anymore (looking at you, Morningstar).
So while he was on patrol, one of my guys found someone who seemed suspicious, all in red. Knew about proxies, but didn't quite fit the pattern, so he brought it to me. Turned out that was a very good idea. If that person had been killed, it would've been veryvery bad. Reason being it was one of redcap's. As in a fear. Directly possessed by the Redcap, poor sod. We had an. Odd talk. Interesting. Hard to describe really, can't find the words. I think it was slightly bemused by me; it's a fear based in sex and it wasn't getting anything off me. Not sure if I want to know what it meant by that...
Talked about the arteries and veins beneath reality. Hard to explain without sounding insane. I think it might have been trying to recruit me or something. Gives me the creeps, a little. Why would it want me?
Um, what other news? Mind still feeling a bit odd. Deimos found runner base. Close as they get to bases, small groups. Five or six, not well trained. He sent ten proxies, mostly hallowed. four proxies dead, all five runners. Pyrrhic victory; too many losses. Not worth it. Foolish to waste lives, need to preserve, conserve.
New arrival. New proxy, lucky we picked them up before they got topped by some runner. Found the poor girl on the street. I'm still not used to seeing Slendy in the azoth. Gives me a headache, lasted all day. He sent Guthix to fetch her. She's in a bad way; cuts on her feet, legs. she'd been living rough for a while. Had a worrying array of knives, though. Seriously, I think one of them was military. At least as good as the stuff we've got at base. She's gonna need rest, before she can get into training. I guess we'll see if she knows how to use those knives.