Wednesday, 17 April 2013


They did nothing, the moving humanoids. They drifted around outside in the snowy night air for hours and kept me awake. They just slid around eerily, like ghosts or something. I could occasionally hear some chattering sound, like rocks being scraped together. I think they were talking. I never got a clear look at them but they were definitely humanoid, darkly coloured (ie. grey/black) and can apparently float or at least move very "slidily" as the snowy wind concealed any legs were they present.

I sat there all night with a long chunk of rafter in my hands, waiting for them to make the move they never made. I don't know how much more of this I can take. I'm cold, I'm hungry, I'm tired, I'm scared and, well, I'm alone. Just me with no help. No one coming to save me. Probably no one else in this entire...what did they call it...a page? No one else but these "things" and maybe the Glitch might rear his ugly head again.

Speaking of which, these "Challenges". How exactly am I supposed to beat this one? The obvious failure is death, but what's success. Survival? But I'm already alive. What am I supposed to survive, or for how long? Do I have to go somewhere? Fight something? Come to some fucking emotional realisation? WHAT?!

What. Do. I. Do?

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