We need to be more careful.

We've been following this Ramona girl. I mentioned her in an earlier post, her blog is called:

ramonatheloyalist.blogspot.co.uk

She saw us. CJ and I had been keeping an eye and attempting to observe whether or not the Giant had a specific interest in her.

It does.

She took a picture of me and put it on her blog;


[excerpt from the blog of Ramona Carrie Lake:]

He is following me.

I apologise for the issues in my camera, they're ongoing.

Why is he following me? I've seen him everywhere I go, always wearing the same beige trenchcoat.
I need to work out who he is.

[End of Excerpt]

Firstly, the camera distortions that she has constantly suffered are heavy implications of It's presence.
But she got it on camera. It was right there with us... I don't know how I missed it. Here's a closer look:

The Tall Man is watching her, too. There has to be something we can do.

-/S/

Interception B

\Present:\
C[Redacted], outside agent working with the Agency - codename '/Survivor/'
J[Redacted] Schmidt, director of S-M Division, Optic Nerve - codename 'The IronHand'
Steven Adams, R&D head of S-M Division - codename 'The Blacksmith'

/Subject: The search for Jennifer [REDACTED]/
/Transcript:/

[/S/]: I agree, this should be recorded.
[Blacksmith]: I started the Recording. S, you wanted to talk about these files you were "Given"?
[/S/]: Yeah, I bloody well do! Your people know I'm damn well high-value Target, and yet this Bastard got in and out, leaving an unknown package on my desk! He got away before a single goddamn shot was fired!
[IronHand]: Just calm down, C[Redacted]. We still don't know how to fight thi-
[/S/]: We HURT it, remember?! WE made it go away. In fact, not "WE", CJ did Goddamnit! She did more with a pan full of boiling mystery than you have with, what, forty damn years of Global funded research!
[IronHand]: When did this happen?
[/S/ & Blacksmith]: March.
[IronHand]: We need this... 'Substance', all of it. Now.
[/S/]: Can we get back to the topic of discussion? This Stalker handed me a file full of photographs of her!
[Blacksmith]: We did everything we could with them. The layout of the basement, the brick dust on the folder, only narrowed it down to about four hundred private properties within a four mile radius, and if She is being kept overseas, we're dealing with a whole new problem... And that's if she's still alive at all.
[/S/]: She's still alive. She has to be. She HAS to be. We need to find her. We need to stop that Thing.
[IronHand]: Fine, since you've shown so much potential, we'll double our efforts. Next time, bring CJ with you, C[Redacted]. You're dismissed, S.

[/S/ has disconnected.]

[Blacksmith]: You need to tell him.
[IronHand]: Not... yet. Eventually, but not yet.
[Blacksmith]: Very well, Sir. One... one more thing, Sir. Are you alright? I showed you the post that C[Redacted] made on his blog less than a month ago...
[IronHand]: I'm fine, thank you, Mr. Adams. You're dismissed.

[Blacksmith has disconnected.]

[IronHand]: How... How can't I remember? Wha-

[System/Record has disabled.]

[#WireMonitor1 has disconnected.]

[End Transcript.]

I'm on your side here, S. I know you. I only want to help.