Diary day #1
I've been walking here for some time. Two years maybe? Two days? Honestly i'm not quite sure anymore. The train has come around exactly forty-nine times. I have taken exactly 15 632 steps.
Diary day #6
It's been about five days (I think??), I don't think I am any closer to that door. The checkered tiles have changed colours. Although i'm not sure if it's me going crazy. My head's been pounding. I wonder if anyone noticed i'm gone.
Diary day #13
31 415 steps. Maybe i've gone mad. The black sky's starting to melt. There's puddles if thick black liquid spilling onto the ground around me. It seems to life-like.
Diary day #17
I MADE IT. I have found land. It's been awhile since i've seen nice brown earth. The rats do bite, but nothing a few slaps can't solve.
Diary day #???
He's here. The train has stopped again. But it hasn't moved. The people keep coming closer. I can't hide. The rats have trapped my feet beneath the soil as I rested my eyes. Maybe it's finally death. Maybe i'm finally making peace with them.
Diary day #2̴̦̝͉͎̙̪̤̰̘̉̏̂͑͑̐̆̽̎̔̍͒̍́͜ͅͅ8̶̋͜3̵̢̛̼̣̼̝͖͕͖̪̰̝̼̳̣̋̈́͑͌͊̄̒̀̚̕
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