YUNA

02

Dear Diary,

I just woke up and, yes, I had a good night's sleep, thank you for asking. Surprisingly, it wasn't that bad sleeping on books. It was comfy for me, though my neck feels stiff, but we'll recover.

Anyways, I realized I forgot to mention how I found this diary. After Yulia fell down the 'cliff,' I got on top of the books, my sight still fixed on the light blue abyss. I was taking a few steps back when I stumbled and nearly fell backward.

I looked down and found a diary, just the right size, with its own pen hidden in its spine. That's when I got the idea to tell my story through words.

Anyways, I'm going to head off and explore this place. I hope I can find something to eat or drink because I don't wanna die without defeating Yulia's accomplice and discovering how she did this.

I'll write from time to time!

So... I've been walking for a while now. I just took shelter under the gap between two books laying on top of one another, and I've realized something: this place is so numb and senseless.

I haven't felt hungry or thirsty since yesterday, which is odd because I get hungry quite easily.

There isn't a sense of time either. I've looked around, searching for a clock, but there wasn't a single one hanging on the walls or placed on the wooden tables here.

I even ran up to the front gate of this library, the same place where I ran out when Yulia began chasing me, and... it was still morning time.

It felt as if time froze in its place here.

Pain doesn't exist here either, I guess.

Just some time ago, I spotted a gorgeous, vintage-themed wooden writing table placed in front of a window with cutouts. Soft rays of sunlight escaped through them, showing the tiny yet majestic-looking dust particles.

I felt warm seeing that, and I was curious to see what was placed on top of the table because, from my point of view, I could see an ink bottle with black feather pens placed inside of it. There were some papers too, placed at the edge of the table.

"Maybe it has something that could help me escape this place?" I thought.

I began climbing the chair when, suddenly, as I was about to reach the soft seat, my foot slipped and I fell on my head.

I thought it was over for me. I shut my eyes and felt the impact on my head. I waited for that sharp, unbearable pain to course through my veins, with blood flowing out, but I was surprised to feel nothing.

Literally, nothing.

I opened my eyes and lay there for some time, calming my fast heartbeat. I then stood up, and yes, my body felt weak from the impact, but I didn't feel pain.

"What the f-ck...?" I whispered to myself.

I kept my hand on my head, and luckily, there was no blood. I sighed with relief, but something didn't sit right with me.

I gazed around the place, not moving a muscle.

The books, shelves, pens, papers, letters, stamps—all were frozen with me. Only the dust particles in the rays of light moved, floating gently like tiny dancers in slow motion, shimmering as they drifted lazily through the beams.

Something about this place... didn't feel right.

It felt odd, unsettling, and frightening.

By then, I was sure this isn't a normal library. (Of course, it isn't, it's literally in the sky!) But... I didn't think things would get this weird.

I am not the type of girl to get scared easily. I am the type of girl to scare others instead, but for the first time, I felt fearful.

"Is someone watching me?" I thought.

I reminded myself that Yulia's accomplice was still out there. I have to be careful with my actions. This library is huge, gigantic! I am sure, despite the size, they will find me, and I bet they know everything about this place. How else did they bring me here?!

I am sure they saw what happened to Yulia at the 'cliff,' and I am sure they will be looking for me.

Yulia is not the type to leave things undone. Either she completes them herself, or she makes someone do it for her, and I am sure that someone will do it for her.

I am going to stop here.

I will resume my journey now, and if I find something, I'll inform you immediately!

I am back at my hideout now. Yes, the gap between two books, laying in an upside-down V shape against one another, is my secret hideout now. (I don't care if you're judging me right now).

And you won't believe what I found!

Items found:
1- A bag
2- Water bottles
3- A package of local chips
4- Some more pens
5- A ring

HAHAHAHA! HOW LUCKY CAN I GET!?

Okay, so if you're wondering where I found these, let me tell you: I had been walking for God knows how long when I reached the 'end' of this place. Yup, the end.

There, I spotted a brown wooden door, which I suppose is the back door of this place (?)

Of course, it didn't open. I'm not that lucky, okay? (Bruh, if I was lucky, I wouldn't be here in the first place!)

But in front of that door, I found a plastic table, fit for my size, and on it were the items I've listed above.

At first, I was sketchy about it, but then I realized this is probably where Yulia and her accomplice used to work together because, with these items, I found my pictures and some notes written in Russian (?) (Not sure).

I took everything, along with a few of the pictures and notes.

I am really curious about how they used just my pictures and some weird notes to steal my life.

This is a library, and a big one, so it won't be that hard to find language books, right? I just need to recognize this language and start translating!

Who knows, maybe I'll become a language genius by the end?

Maybe I am being waaay too ambitious now.

Anyways, I've got some translating to do and boy, I missed the texture of water! I'll munch on these chips too!

Wish me luck, diary!

The soon-to-be language genius,
YUNA

P.S: I forgot to clarify why I took the chips and water with me, despite knowing hunger and thirst don't exist here. I think my body still needs the minerals and nutrients because just because I don't feel anything doesn't mean I don't need them, right?

P.S.S: F-ck being a language genius! I'm staying bilingual!