Thursday, September 1, 2011

A talk with Screwtape/Tape #3

Screwtape showed up at my door today before I sat down to watch the third tape.  He had dropped by to pick up Poe for their excursion down to Starbucks (I think that's where they go) to work.  Of course, as I had assumed, he reads my blog (for those of you wondering who haven't seen the comments, Nee-chan's never read any blog but "Morningstar-sempai's"), and decided to have a brief chat with me.

"Messenger.  What a surprise.  I believe you've leveled an accusation against me that you'd like to discuss."

"What?  No, no, not an accusation.  Just a theory as to who left the tapes.  I'd have called you about it earlier, but I don't think I know your number."

"No," he said, "I do not believe we've exchanged them.  I hope you don't mind me keeping it that way.  I'd rather not end up with you calling me over things like this, or about one of the interviews you seem so fond of."

"So you'd decline an interview if I asked?" I asked him.  He raised an eyebrow.

"Did I ever say that, Messenger?"

"Okay...would you do an interview with me at some point?"

"No.  I would not," he said, clearly amused.  "Now, about this accusation."


"Either way, you have the wrong man, or woman as it may be.  I'm sure you don't believe that I snoop through my own roommate's personal effects, do you?  And honestly, what motivation would I have to spite you?"

"You did break a bird's neck in front of my roommate.  I'm just saying."

"And how is that an affront to you?  Unless I've made a grave mistake, I believe she wasn't even your roommate at the time.  Besides, I was merely demonstrating a point.  I've caused her no harm, have I?  Which reminds me."  He pushed past me into the room.  "I'm waiting, Raven," he called out.  "We're going to be running late as it is."  He turned to me.  "Look, Messenger...let me make one thing clear.  I know you demonize me because of that incident with the bird.  I see no reason for that.  And I know that you're going to be writing down this conversation, and since I don't see your little recorder in your hand, I'm guessing it's going to be from memory.  I already know--don't correct me, because I'm sure of this--that you'll be demonizing me in your post as well.  And if you want to do that, I have no way of stopping you.  But know this: no matter what you think of me, no matter how self-righteous you believe yourself to be compared to me, I did not leave you those tapes.  It would be senseless and accomplish nothing.  So please.  Do not try to pin this to me."

Poe came out shortly after that, and the two of them headed off.  That's when I watched the tape.

This one is...unexpected.  Well, not really, because I knew exactly what to expect,'s hard to explain.  I'll just post the transcript for you; there's not much there.

Tape #3

This one is actually an assortment/timelapse of clips.  Nee-chan is lying on a bed, cuddling her plushie.  She lies in the fetal position, unmoving in most of them.  In fact, the only difference in most of these clips is the timestamps.  She lies near-motionless--near-catatonic, even, for hours at a time.

There is a knock on a door, followed by a man's voice.

Voice: Nee-chan, are you okay?  [Silence]  Look, I'm...I'm leaving some food outside the door for you.  [More silence]  Nee-chan, can you say something?  Anything?  Just so I know that you're still alive?

Nee-chan: [quietly, but audible] Go away.

Voice:  [Silence] Okay.  I'm leaving the food out here if you want it.

There are a few more hours of silence and motionlessness.  At no point does she retrieve the food.  Finally, she turns onto her back and holds the plushie up above her.  

Nee-chan: I'm sorry, Slendy-kun.  I messed up, didn't I?  Gomen Nasai.  [Silence]  I'm sorry!  I tried!  It...I wasn't prepared enough, that's all!  [Silence.  When she speaks again, she grows more and more agitated]  Don't look at me like that!  I tried!  What all do you want?  I thought it would be a nice bonus!  It wasn't even what you wanted me specifically to do!  [Another silence]  No!  Shut up!  I'm not listening!  I tried and it's not my fault!  It was an accident!  [Brief silence]  Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up!

At this point, she starts crying and she throws the plushie at the wall as hard as she can.  She pounds the bed with her fists as she sobs, and throws the plushie around the room a few more times, battering it some in the process.  Eventually, she just leaves it and collapses on the bed, sobbing, slowly pulling herself back into the fetal position.

End Tape #3

So, on to why exactly this is unnverving for you.  Some of you may have found this mildly familiar.  I sure as hell did.  You know why?  Because the guy who knocked on her door?  That was me.  That was in Nee-chan's room in my fucking apartment during the events of this post.  That is the room that Poe is staying in now.  And this wasn't just Nee-chan recording herself.  This was a hidden camera.

Let me reiterate.  There are cameras.  Hidden cameras.  Hidden fucking cameras in my fucking apartment.

I sort of stormed into Poe's room while she was out meeting with Screwtape to check.  Sorry, Poe, invasion of privacy, but I didn't want to bother you while you were working and that's the only angle I knew of for sure that had a hidden camera.  It wasn't there.  That was the only place I checked in Poe's room, but I did scour my room and the rest of the apartment for hidden cameras.  Couldn't find them, or even any evidence that there were, are, or ever have been hidden cameras installed in my apartment.  I'm going to see if I can find some bug-checking equipment, and I'm going to do that ASAP.  I haven't even attempted changing my clothes since watching this tape.

Who the hell is this guy?

-Don't Shoot The Messenger-


  1. Nee-chan has a stalker. How wonderful.

    You might want to hurry about that equipment. You never know what you might have said or done in front of the cameras. ;)

  2. Whoever he (or she) is, I'd like to meet them, because godammit they're good. We could compare stalking tips or something!

  3. I know right? I just discovered the ability to subscribe to comments on a post. Oh, the stalking I will do. <3

    Also, Messi, I know you're vaguely uncomfortable with people knowing about your life. Can you imagine how much this person will know from watching your life during the last, what, month?

    All the times you've changed clothing, showered, had intimate conversations with your various roommates... all on display to the random creeper. I hope you enjoy having your personal life invaded in such a personal way. I know I love reading about it. <3

  4. Want a guess? Jacob.
    Think about it.

  5. Let's get paranoid, shall we?

    Okay, Messenger, it's time for a run to Home Depot. Pick up a studfinder, an infrared non-contact thermometer, and several motion detector alarms. The former for locating hidden cameras in the drywalls, the latter...well, the use those should be put to is obvious.

  6. Considering Screwtape's rather vehement reaction, I'd guess he knew about the cameras somehow, even if he wasn't responsible for them.

  7. Hmm, I've heard about you guys. Must be nice to have a place to stay at when you're done with the bosses work.

  8. Aaaand I now congratulate you on the name of your blog.

  9. I'm late to the game of playying catch up on this blog, but I just have to comment on that lovely pun, I'm sorry, I can't help but laugh.

    See you around