After staring for what felt like enternity into the void that surrounded my house, i defenetly thought this was a bad dream. I punched and kicked myself but i couldn't wake up. I was so desperate i even cut myself, only a small wound but still enough to made me realize it wasn't a dream. The only thing i could focus on is how i am going to keep myself and Madeline alive, we won't have enough food to survive.
I searced and searced for every bit of food i own. I found a lot of canned food that wouldn't expire fast. Madeline also had some food, probably enough for a couple of weeks, maybe a month. The only problem is that i have for less than a month.
We did have enough water though, for some reason the tap was still working. This must be some kind of magic because the pipes weren't connected to anything.
It was getting night time and i was getting tired, since there was nothing else to do than sleep, i decited to get into my nightgown and get to sleep.
I was on my phone until 2 am writing stories or reading some. My favorite catagory was horror, but i don't think i would likd to read it this time because of this situation. I finally went to sleep at 4 am.
The next day i woke up at around 10 am. Today it was going to be day 2 in the void, u had been keeping a journal of this situation. This is what i wrote in short:
Day 1 in the void
Today is day 1 in the void, i don't know whats happening, i tried to call the police but they wouldn't answer. We don't have much food and i don't know how long it's going to last us. We don't have to worry about the water suply, it seems like its endless.
