Briefcase

The Giant stood outside the window today.
In It's hand it held a heavy briefcase, the kind you might keep a drill or other small power tool in. Made of some kind of tough plastic at a guess. It didn't... stand, so much as lope about, moving down the garden until it came to a stop about halfway from the building.

It stood, facing sidewards in relation to the house, for about half an hour or so. It had placed down the briefcase at it's side.

After half an hour, a young man appears out of nowhere, curled up in a ball. He slowly unfurled and stood up, which meant I could see him more clearly. He wore a grey waistcoat, white shirt with collar and a black trilby. In fact, given his rather slender tone, both the young man and the Tall Man seemed rather similar. He had brown hair and looked maybe between 14 and 17.

It took me a while to realise what he is. He's a conduit, I worked that much out. Somehow his frail, mortal body and mind can handle that much power. He can teleport or whatever that thing's form of movement is at will, he even fought it back. It actually grabbed him and that didn't stop him fighting.
I think they must have finally come to some sort of agreement. The boy picks up the briefcase and moves between that place and where everyone is in the house, watching from the study. He smiles awkwardly at us, puts down the case and says:
"bye for now."

And then he reappears by the Giant.
That boy could have ported anywhere. Could have disappeared for weeks. Probably could have punched a hole in the world, if what we think about the Giant is correct, and disappeared to another. Yet he made good on whatever agreement they'd come too. He collapsed, and the Giant disappeared.

And when  he got up, he was different. Blurry at the edges somehow. Tilting his head back and forth, cracking his knuckles. He looked to us -- no, he looked at me -- and grinned, a sinister, dark grin. And then he was gone.

I woke up on the floor with a pen in my hand.

I saw a note with the words:

"HE KNOWS YOU"

This is not good.

I have to get help
but from who? /S/ has been trying to get that stupid case open all day, locked away with a knife, a soldier and a hammer.

Noone knows how to stop that thing. It was inside the boy...

Can't focus on it.

bye for now.
~CJ