Sitting 'Round.

So, I'm not a sitter anymore, not if I can help it anyways. However, there are still a number of lessons I learned about sitting while I was trying to make it to the end of my previous "life."
First lessons about sitting. Don't. There's a reason you only really hear about runners, they tend to last a hell of a lot longer. Staying in one place, while it doesn't make you more vulnerable to it, it makes you a lot more vulnerable to its hunters. Not only that, but stationary people tend to form connections with the people around them. You do not want this. At all. As in, try to not make friends with invisibles. They are safe. Being your friend puts them in danger. DON'T MAKE FRIENDS WITH THOSE NOT INVOLVED!
That was the second tip. DON'T TELL OTHERS! Distract them. If you feel alright about fucking up the lives of other people, well then get the hell off this sight, and go make friends with it.
Third tip, and this isn't one I can really follow. Try to find a runner (or sitter) near you. You want as many already visible allies as you can get.
Fourth tip. Live. Don't get to the point where you don't give a damn whether it gets you or not. You want friends, and you want to do things other than just running and hiding. Mind you, be careful when you do things, but at least try to do them. Watch TV, or a movie, or start target shooting, read a book. Whatever it is, do it. Don't break.
This last one goes to everyone, runners, sitters, it doesn't matter. Read up on others that are still alive, and those that have come and gone. We all want to find some way to end this, to destroy it, or to escape its game permanently. Conduct your own tests. Mind you, make sure you won't die while doing them, but do them. Once my ankle is better, I'll be testing the symbol.

Hey

Greetings world.
It's been a while. I didn't last till I had wanted to. I failed.
My friend started seeing it, and then his girlfriend. She went missing about three weeks after my last post. It was complete bullshit. Everyone thought she had just run away. Not me, and not my friend. He was the last one, the only persistent one, the one that wouldn't be pushed away, and I loved him for it. He hated me for not pushing harder before his life went to shit. We uh, we had a falling out. Now, before this started, I drew the symbol. I felt like it could protect me. According to good old M, it could, and the way I saw it, it did.
I drew it while I was angry and resentful after our argument. Nothing good happened after that. Looking back, I'm tempted to test this further, I know med tested it a bit before getting scared, and I haven't had time to check up on her for a while. I just set up the defenses for tonight, got my gun within reach, as always, got some local watching the door. Gave me a blank stare when I said the word "Runner." Hoping that means he's neither a runner or a hunter. I know it means he's not a sitter. Anyways. Sprained my ankle, so I'm stuck here for a few days. Gonna let it heal up, no use in crippling myself. Not like I can run while it's sprained anyways.
Gonna post the rules for sitting sometime this week. I'll try ti catch up on all my favorite runners, read up on some more of those that came before us. Only read the first few months of M. Read up on Zeke, gotta read more on the core theory. First rule of survival: NEVER stop growing. Never stop watching, and learning. Adapt and overcome. Second rule: Pay attention.
That brings me to the last thing before I go to sleep for a while. I've got my own idea on the symbol, and if it's correct, it probably applies to the thing too. Quite probably, I'm wrong, but we gotta keep looking for a weakness, you know? More on that later. Not gonna test that stuff 'till after I can run. Just not safe to test the waters when you can't swim.