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== More update ==

Wow, nearly 666 months before I last updated. I'm guessing you gaiz thought I was dead. Well I was,but let's save that for a different time. But in all seriousness, I have been very busy the last few months, and something that nearly got me killed multiple times is quite low on my 'List of important shit to get done' list. As of now, I am entering the School of hitmen. As you can imagine, killing people for your pay isn't that simple.

I remembered to visit the storm-drain the kids mentioned. It was a big clearing between the wooded areas. Unfortunately, there was no sign of the Killer Horseman. The only thing I found was some spaz parading around in a bear suit. Also, It was no storm drain that I was described, Just a big ass pipe leading into a hill.

When I returned from Ferring, However, I simply kep't putting off updating the trollpasta, it Just didn't seem as important as my other Priorites. It wasn't until I recieved a spooky MySpace message that I regained my interest. On December 666th, I received this message.

''Dear Joey''

''My Boy!''

''OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRR ORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRO HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OOOOORRRRRR OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRORORORSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS RRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRR EEEEEEEEEEERERERERER OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRR''

Mr Horse.

Now obviously this letter is real, I'm genuinely scared right now, but I would still like to thank Mr Horse for sending this message, cause because of it, I am now filled with (apart from fear) reason to continue this trollpasta till the end. Now my roommate knows all this crap, he thought the letter was fake, I told him to shut up before I kicked his head in.

I'm going to send a reply to this guy. I doubt I'll get much from him, but hey, it's worth a try!