Opportunities

Opportunities present themselves all the time, most of the time, they present themselves at either very convenient, or coincidental times.

For example, just recently Knitty and Starman had a little bit of a get together between themselves. It was nice and sweet, and pleasant, and is a definite recommendation from yours truly, to make sure to read up on that meeting. It acts as a perfect study into the minds of those monsters that have been haunting and hunting you for years now, looking at you Minxie.

But recommendations is not the reason I refer to those posts, the reason I refer to them, is because Starman seems to have caught onto my plan in achieving my ultimate goal. Now admittedly, this plan, wasn't the original plan I've had prior to my visit to the Wolf Pack. My original plan (Which is still in place) was going to take a lot longer time to put into motion, but Knitty's resurrection, has presented me with an opportunity to save myself some time, simply skip several steps within my original plan and use the doorway that Knitty's resurrection left behind. A doorway, that would have taken me a lot longer to find and get access to otherwise.

This turn of events, in turn, present Knitty with an opportunity to skip the time consumption of tracking me down, in order to get revenge for what I had done during my previous visit to her family and just in general, stop me from achieving my goal, because the results of my goal, stand in stark contrast to her own. Now, she doesn't even have to track me down, she knows I'll be coming to her at some point, all she has to do is prepare for my visit.

Which in turn, grants me the opportunity to prepare and plan my visit for as long as I want, since I know she won't be coming after me, can't afford it, since I can drop by any day, any minute, any second and if she's not there and is somewhere else, chasing ghosts, well... game over man.

See, opportunities, present new opportunities, it's amazing really, but not all opportunities are fortunate, take for example the attempt on my life recently. I've been taking it easy these past few weeks, healing up all the wounds within this human body, as well as making sure that Starmans left overs were completely gone from my system and not influencing me any longer. I was getting a bit tired of the drowning memories, which all caused uncontrollable rage and despair, Starman's demons are his own to keep, I don't want none of them, such distractions are not welcome.

Along with my healing, I was also planning a little trip and slowly, arranging everything necessary for that trip to happen, when all of a sudden, a bullet tears into my shoulder, which was delivered from a nearby rooftop, via sniper rifle. My darling reacted quickly, she prevented the bullet from reaching the body's shoulder bone, but not quick enough to gather enough strength to prevent the bullets insertion. Nevertheless, the benefit of being in the driver seat of this human body, is that you feel everything it feels, so the pain jolted me very quickly into movement, rolling off the bed and scampering towards the door, away from the window, leading me into the hallway of this apartment complex I was staying in.

I scrambled towards the rooftop, whilst running, my darling covered my entire body in herself, solidifying herself, turning her into armor of sorts, to prevent any further bullet insertions. She also caught a glimpse of the shooter through the window when I was running off towards the hallway, she told me she caught the silhouette of the person that took the shot, appeared to be human, looked like they were wearing a trench coat and a fedora (What is it with people and their trench coats and fedoras, am I missing a discount sale somewhere?). However, once I made it to the roof of the apartment complex and had the perfect view of the neighboring rooftop, I didn't see the shooter, instead I saw our tall and faceless friend, standing in the exact spot, where Fortissimo says, the shooter was.

I took a few minutes to look at Slender, he's been dogging me for quite some time now, I don't know why he hasn't attacked yet, I highly doubt this little exercise in target practice was of his doing, question is however, whether the shooter is working for Slender, or is somebody completely unrelated. These days, there are so many unknown players running around out there that are shrouded in mystery, it's pointless to ask such questions, all you can do, is wait for the answers.

Looking at Slender, I began to feel a tingling sensation coming over me, yeah no, I don't want to hear your whispers, nor your songs, I don't understand how Knitty or Star could stand those for so long, let alone appreciate them. Back when I served, I found them to be annoying, on the occasion that I would hear them.

So I took my leave, looking for a new place to stay for the time being.

So in short, be read to welcome an opportunity, but always be vary of other opportunities it may open up to others.