End of all the peradventures…

He did it.

My friends, you helped me really a lot – I marvel at your skills and at my stupidity: of course, the password to the file was “Rocinante”! How could I let it out? And I tried “Erika”, “Hans”, “Net-A-Nee” and many various possibilities. Sometimes you need somebody else.

Anyway… I am astonished and in the same way I am shocked. This letter… he… Is she hidden in a basement? From me? Why? I have to rescue her from this maniacs dungeon.

Now I cannot retract. Now I have to act.

I found following strange documents inside of the PDF-File. The shocking letter:

And the strange map:

I can recognize it. I begun to explore (to investigate is a better word for a hopeless situation) the house. I will report about it in my next postings. But this map is actually a map of a loft – I can recognize it seeing the circles – they are a loft windows.

If you look carefully at the left side of this house, you can see this roundish window.

I was there shortly, but there was just empty space, so I thought, it were clueless. The map says me, it isn’t. The map says me, I have to go there again, with a new perspective, with new point of view.

Do you have analyzed the PDF-File? Do you have found some clues? Write me here please, perhaps it will help me.

Because my primary target is now figured out: a basement.

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The Code

My friends, to whom, who answered me (it were 11 friends) I have send now a part of a link to the document I have hidden somewhere in secure place.

If you communicate with each other, you can find the document. Please save (or rename) it as a .zip-file.

And now the problem: I have found this file with alarming name, but… I cannot find a password (he protected the file). So if you find a code, please post it in comments to my blog. He must know, that I know more than he knows…

And the code… it could be something very personally for him… I triend many things, but I cannot find it. I count on you, my friends. And I want to know, what is in this file. Perhaps my fate, who knows?..

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Recently I haven’t read that weird blog, but I’ve got today an information by somebody named xxx, that he (writer of schuharsenal - what a dumb name!) has a code to my protected entry. Know he knows, I’ve told you about his legend…

Anyway, I have more and more feeling, he is one of them. Really depressive… But I cannot run away again, at least till hell become^s ultimatively insane.

So I need your help, my dear friends. I found on his PC some data, it was protected with a password. There were some protected zip-files, but at most ones attracted my attention. It was named “HansAltmann.zip”.

I don’t have any password, but I want to upload it. Perhaps you will find the password and help me to open this. I mean, if a foreign man has a file named after you name, it is more as suspicious.

Here is btw another video I’ve made in a mansion.

I will post here more pictures and videos of this mansion in a while, here are many weird places, I haven’t told you about.

Update. I’ve seen now, the code on the another blog was submitted also by xxx… I cannot trust even my friends – if there are some out of here.

What shall I do? I am too tired to escape.

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Alarming

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Skies

I like skies… this picture I took while of my reccurence from Paris.

Skies have something enigmatical in their appearance. Anyway, today I was also looking for sunrise. My friend came to a breakfast, he brought fresh bread and a lot of goods. He is really nice guy.

I want one day tell him about my strange paranoia. I feel myself relatively secure in this mansion. But I feel also a permanent presence of them…

My dear friends, my unsvisible reader, tell me, what do you do in the times of troubles, in the moments of the radical exasperation? Are there some ways to heal this pain of emptiness in my inner world?

Memories

In these empty days I often recall the moment, I saw the statue.

I was following my tasks in Paris, I had to lurk in Louvre. And from the window I saw this lonely cold human shaped stone.

And I felt relatedness to this human shaped shadow. I took this picture, and I took many other pictures and I failed on that day. My target was gone. It was perhaps the most disastrous day in my life.

But somewhere in my inner world I have very weird feeling. This feeling says me, that I won. And that I was human beeing on that day. And it does my soul good…

Path in the shadow

Do you know the path in shadow?
That’ll be my Elysium.
I was following this way,
Long and mazy, dark by day.
Now I’ve reached this part of me.

Do you know the place in shadow?
This is my Elysium.
Here is hidden Paradise,
Here is Eden, sliced twice.
Here I always want  to be.

Did you know the place of shadows?
It was my Elysium
But beyond the horizon
Sun was born, so bright and strong.
Now, again I have to flee.

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Erika, oh Erika…