I'm- Not Real? (Fundy Angst)

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After a long day of mining and trying to convince Bad that the egg wasn't all he thought it was, I headed back to my base. If I was being honest, it wasn't looking the best. With a ceritan someone putting a large arrow pointing to it, it was more of an eyesore now. I should fix it tomorrow, it had been on my priority list for a while now.

(ItsFundy) can you guys sleep?

Asking this question, if I was being honest, I didn't really know why I had asked it. Eh, maybe I wasn't thinking. Yeah, that's probably it. Hopping into my bed I pulled the covers over my nose, whispering to myself, "I like my bed! Alright! Woo!" It was something I did since I had just upgraded it, and I was quite proud of myself for it. My eyes fluttered shut as my tail curled around my leg, lulling me into a deep slumber.

It wasn't long until I awoke, sitting up and stretching my arms wide. Hearing my back pop I jumped forward slightly, laughing to myself as I did so. I pulled the covers off of me, grabbing my hat from the hook above my bed. As I walked towards my door I opened it, expecting to be greeted with the egg vines slowly inching closer to my base, but instead all I saw was a vast wasteland. What? It was a desert, cacti scattered the ground as tumble weeds roll around.

This wasn't the Dream SMP, this wasn't my home. I walked outside slightly, only for the sky to turn a dark grey, but the area around me was still light. Eyes widening in fear I ran back into my house, curling up on my bed as I felt my ears press flat against my head. My nose twitched in fear but my mind was filled with questions. Where am I? Is this a dream? Where is everyone? Pulling up my chat i typed,

(ItsFundy) uhh?

Running up my somewhat stairs I climbed up my ladder, getting to the top of my tower and looking around. "Uh.." There was nothing, absolutely nothing that I could see. I spun around, but I was met with an old memory, I distant one at that. It was- wait- is that the camar van? My eyes widened and I swiftly climbed back down the ladder, running down the stairs and opening the door to be met with nothing again. "W-what?" I slowly waked outside, following the small path. As I was walking i saw a small rabbit, I laughed to myself. "Atleast I'm not alone..." My gaze was diverted back to the path infront of me, following it yet again.

As the camar van came closer and closer to me, I froze. Making out the faint name tags of "WilburSoot" and "ItsFundy". Wait- me and Dad? No- Wilbur? Now running to the van I walked up the stairs and pushed the button, letting out a "huh?" When it didn't open. Now repetidly pressing the button I was beyond confused. "Hello?" I said, trying to see if they could hear me. "Hello?" They didn't reply, it was getting more weird by the second. "Excuse me?!" The button still wasn't working and I was now running around the van, trying to make some noise so either one of them could possibly hear it.

Backing away from the van I looked around once more, only to see a building far from the van. "I am- do I jus- do I just go back here- I wa- I do not know whats going on here right now, I have no clue what's going on right now." I didn't even realize that I had started to speak to myself, walking closer to the building. It was made osn sandstone with spruce doors, pushing them open proved quite a challenge as they seemed pretty old. There was stairs leading down into the ground, I followed them.

I was met with a table and a chest infront of it. This was all so confusing to me, I didn't even know if this was real or just a dream? What if it was a nightmare? Pushing my thoughts deep into my mind again I opened the chest, gingerly picking up the book. It hadn't been signed yet and that was already weird. No one leaves a book unsigned unless if its a diary, then it shouldn't. As I opened it, I was met with the text,

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Hi me!

What? I questioned to myself, turning over the book again just to check of it was real. Turning another page just confused me more.

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