The Sound of The Silence [Eng]

Ep1

1.

Memories, memories, oh...I can write.

Let's see...I have no idea, I really don't know how I can write, my thoughts are the loudest sound I can hear because I don't see anything.

The place I woke up is...a bed, ruined, I don't see any movement in the place I am. I found this digital notebook, it seems to still work but it has some strange symbols, I can't figure out the meaning. I will try to detail here what is happening to me and, well, I hope it also helps me remember because I feel like I will forget all.

I was able to take a photo of what I see, apparently the camera on this thing is working, I pray it stays that way.

Although I have taken many photos, this is the only one I have been able to place here. I would like to be able to upload more, but I guess it won't be possible, maybe I'll find out later.

2.

I am amazed, this device is great and it is more interesting than it seems, after looking for what else it allows me to do apart from writing, taking photos and being able to leave them here, there are some strange symbols that I cannot understand or decipher.

It's as if it were written in some strange language, although I try to understand it I don't see a way to translate it.

I thought about writing it here so I don't forget it but it's not possible, I can't find those symbols in the letters...I honestly don't understand it.

3.

After standing still for a few days I decided to start moving, the silence is overwhelming, I can only hear my steps and my thoughts, I feel uncomfortable all the time.

It's as if...as I write this there is someone watching me, but that is not possible, I don't see anyone besides me.

I feel a little sad today, I'm going to walk a little to try to find something to fill my stomach, I feel completely empty.

4.

I've been walking for a few hours, the darkness seems absolute, it's incredible how the more steps I take the scarier the place becomes.

I was ready to run as soon as I heard footsteps behind me, as if someone had been following me, but I turned around and saw no one.

I stopped but I'm still confused. As I write this I am scared, I don't know what was chasing me and I don't hear anything now except my voice humming to take away my fear.

5.

It's been a while since I wrote, I found something green that I ate immediately out of hunger, it doesn't have any flavor but I have the intuition that it's something good for me.

Today I remembered something, some words, a feeling, I must go to the Moon.

Heading towards the Moon I'm going to find something, maybe there

6.

I don't remember what I was going to write yesterday, I have a very bad memory and that's why I decided to write everything I need to remember.

The Moon, that is my goal, it seems that every few hours, as I walk towards the tiny Moon, whose size is comparable to that of a piece of wool on the ground, but it seems to please itself as soon as I walk towards it.