Ganama

Day 2.

 The night before was strange. I sleep like any other regular person, and the same goes for my dreams, but that night I dreamed of a world so vivid I woke up in the panic of being back home. I don't even remember what the dream was, but it still sticks in my mind. I feel like anything could be related to this, so I need to start recording these if they persist.

That morning I went out to look for pretty much anything I could find, although more holes were my main target. I sat back down at the library lab, and continued to look for clues before I would eventually have to go searching the forests. The thought of looking in the forests was something I knew I had to do, but it scared me; it's already a creepy place without the threat of whatever those things are. I found myself unable to think of anything else as I tried to focus on the computer. There was no point being there if I couldn't focus, so I got up from my desk.

The hardware store was a place that I could get something that gave me a sense of security without raising any suspicion. It was also the only place with blunt objects that I could afford. I pulled in at about noon and the place was almost empty. The long green trimming looked dull under the intensity of the sun, and the large blue letters gave off a faint glow.

The automatic doors breezed open as I walked in, and felt the cool air of the store. I wandered up and down the aisles looking for something that I could easily use to defend myself, and after some wandering I found a metal pipe. It was perfect, something I could carry anywhere and quickly deploy from my side.

There were some other small tools and items that I decided to buy along with a few pipes. The woman at the front seemed happy to have a customer which I found odd, but appreciated the smile. I had luckily received my Aunts check in the mail recently so I could buy it all. I knew that I was going to have to be frugal for the rest of the month but that was ok.

I dreamed again that night, of a red desert as far as the eye could see. I wasn't there as a person, but as a spectator, detached from a body. The wind soon started to pick up, and millions of live shrimp rolled down the dunes like water. Then birds started to appear in the sky, swooping down to eat the shrimp. The sky quickly became black with birds as they swarmed together like bugs. As the birds flew down to feed, more birds took their place in the sky. Soon there was nothing but birds and shrimp all around.

This continued until everything started to suffocate. Feathers flew as birds fell from the sky, and falling into the sea of dead shrimp. Eventually the entire world was covered in a thick layer of literal death. The wind then stopped, and nothing moved.