Entry 12.
I finally made it to Filly Delphia. It's been months, I know... I've been living peacefully until recently... It came back. Der Cribber followed me yesterday after meeting up with somepony I feared I would never see again. It was Dante'. He was in front of a mental hospital, holding some kind of folder. I approached him, he was... Disoriented... We exchanged words, he talked about how he and my brother were hanging out again, and he told me about his deluded sense that he could get my brother drunk enough to get him in the bed.
He set his folder down a bit for a minute, and I took the opportunity to look through it. I know I was being nosey, but I had gone pretty crazy. Constantly worrying that IT would come back to get me, but never seeing it. I read some key factors.
1. He had blackouts, depression, and hallucinations since he was young
2. He had a prescription for a drug I had never heard of before: dieprazadone.
3. He had medical records of hospitalization since the age of 3.
This made me suspicious of my former roommate. Maybe I was just being a terrible friend, but I really think something is wrong.
As I walked away, I noticed Der Cribber in my peripheral. The suited, faceless pony that had only recently stopped haunting me... it... it looked angry... I could hear a coughing behind me, and I just ran. I ran until I got to my new apartment.
So here I am... Curled up into a ball... Writing what I can... It's unfortunate... My best friend is sick in the head, and I think I am too... I need to get back on track... I have ponies to find... And I have to run from White Cloud, as well as Cribber.
End of entry....