Now, as I am sure you can imagine, going to the law enforcement with this type of problem doesn't often yield with the outcome you had hoped for. Needless to say, I didn't retrieve too much of an overwhelming reception to my story, what with tall men and creepy girls stalking me. I could only imagine how many of these type of claims they had to deal with regularly. It wasn't until I started getting into the finer details of what had happened and showed the mark on my arm, that one of the near by officers showed interest in me.
As I was leaving the station, disheartened, this particular officer pulled me aside for a moment and introduced himself to me. He went by the name of Officer Kristov and made you feel intimidated just by being in the same room as him. He was a rather large and well built Russian man and was the type of individual who believed a war that has long past been resolved, was still in effect. There are two problems with this picture however, one being that he was considerably too young to have been in any of said wars, and two, any reference to "The Motherland" was relating to himself. He was an interesting character to say the least.
However, all of this aside he did pleasantly surprise me with his genuine interest in my case. I still don't know to this day if it was a look of excitement or fear when I showed him the mark on my arm, but continued to go on about how similar situations to mine had been happening in the area, and he had been looking into it. He then assured me that I had his full backing and that if anything suspicious at all were to happen, be it another sighting, email, or something worse, to get into contact with him right away, in any way that I could. He said by asking for him personally would do, but stopped and even gave me a private number to use if I needed to get in touch with him right away. This was both unnerving but the same time it instantly gave me a sense of security for the first time ever since this started happening.
From there on out, after a few abrupt and random calls from Kristov himself, we developed a sort of report system where, about every day or so, I would tell him a basic summary of the day, and more importantly if there was anything out of the ordinary that stuck out. Oddly enough I had not heard from this "Brainy" since meeting with Kristov, and it may have been due to me not being as paranoid of everything around me, but everything seemed to die down. That is of course, until the morning of the 18th, when out of nowhere I received this email:
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From: justabrainyone@gmail.com
To: xxxxxx
Subject: xxxxxx
*Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiighhhhh* Kristov, really? >_<
You should know better than that by now silly man. =3
Seems like someone is half awake in a fake empire. =P
Oh welllll, you will learn soon enough I suppose ^_^
As always, have a tolerable day! =3
~Brainy
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Yes, it was another music reference, this time being a song called "Fake Empire" by the same band as always, The National. I had no idea what her deal was with this band of hers.
When I told Kristov about the email he didn't say too much, and was surprisingly not too vocal about it. However, that night and the following day I did notice that a police cruiser seemed to be patrolling near and around my streets a bit more often than what could be considered normal. When I asked Kristov about he he only replied with "It must just be a coincidence, I guess you should consider it a positive thing though."
Something was definitely up, but I probably was thinking that due to the fact that it had seemed like the email I had received was directed at Kristov himself, rather than myself.
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