I don't know where i am. This place is like a endless dark void. I can't see anything in the distance, everything is pitch black. Strangely though, i can see my hands, my feet and everything. Where am i? Cliché question, i know but still. It is a question to ask. I've been ignoring this strange journal for a couple of hours to be honest. I mean, one minute ago i was on the beach with my friends and now, i'm in this place, floating into nothingness with a journal and a pencil. I don't really remember how i got here but i think i was put in this thing. Why? I have no idea either. I've learned during training back at the HQ in Canada that if i would ever be stuck somewhere for a long period of time i would need to keep a journal with me, audio or written. Apparently it helps you keep your sanity. Which is kinda strange but you got to admit, it makes sense heheh... Even if, according to my watch, it's been only a couple hours since i got here, I don't think my friends are coming for me. They probably don't know where i am or what happened to me. I don't even know how to respond to those questions myself and i have no idea how to get out of wherever the hell i am so better start today.
I don't have much to write unfortunately. I mean, i'm just floating here, doing nothing. Literally. Maybe i should just sleep. I have nothing to do and wasting energy is only going to drive me to starvation more quickly.
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Lost
General FictionMaria is trapped into a dark, endless, void. Confused and lost, she keeps a journal to keep her sanity through her stay in the strange place she has been put into. However, as the days go, more and more things appear... Will she find her way out? Or...
