Uh Elaine? I know you said not to touch the blog but the man with the sword says he'll hurt me if I don't.
His sword is big and sharp and scary and I think he's crazy he's still talking about all that wierd stuff like he was when he came with the pizza. And we're somewhere different and it's dark and he tied me to the chair. I just woke up here, I don't know what happened.
He says three weeks. Um three weeks to find us or else he's gonna oh. I have to type it? That's mean. Or else hes gonna um kill me. Please don't kill me sword man, mama Elaine will find us.
I'm scared. Please help me it's dark and grey and creepy and the rope hurts.