User 435, 8:37 AM, 5/17/2016-

The last 3 days have been crazy, so im sorry I haven't written in a while. Following the events after I shot him, I headed to a crowded nearby city. I had spent the next day looking into this device, and it turns out he has been using it to suck money out of my bank account everyday in thousand dollar increments. You're playing dirty Brian. Either way, I went to bed and had the best night of sleep I had in a very long time. When I woke up however, my thoughts were only filled with one thing. Brian was now it. And he was probably pissed I caught him by surprise, he probably had to walk miles to his hotel wounded and in the cold dark desert. I readied my gear and started to head to the next hotel, and I unloaded there. I was getting hungry, and this city is so crowded and densely packed even Brian wouldn't try anything. I headed out and bought chinese food, but to my luck, on the way back I saw my good pal Brian. It's not your lucky day friend. I followed behind him, and I found the hotel he stays in. I went back to my hotel, and got a pen and paper. I wrote a letter poking fun at him and finished it off with coordinates, and a day, telling him to meet me there. After I did I went to his hotel, and asked the front desk lady for his room. She told me she couldn't do that, but she can call if I want. I told her she didn't have to do that, but I really needed to get up, I told her he lost his phone and I was returning it. She reluctantly gave me a room number and I went upstairs to his room. I left the note outside his door. And fast walked away faster than I ever have in my life. When I got back to my room, I ate my food and packed. I slept, and headed to the coordinates. The coordinates I gave him were that of my old car in the middle of nowhere. I found a higher ground vantage point nearby, and I've been staking it out since. He didn't show up yesterday or today so far. Doesn't this guy want to scope out the area beforehand? Either way, I’ll be signing off for now. Must be ready for anything.

He waits there, watching from afar but hours pass, and no one comes. Hes begins to worry, “Did I write the wrong coordinate? Date?” he thinks to himself. “Whatever, its almost 12 AM, just a couple more hours to the time hes supposed to come. I hope he comes.”