Until morning comes

[2]

It felt like I was walking for ages, and when I thought I actually found something I just ended up back at the same old camp fire at the same old gate. I found no sign of any other life here except for dried blood.

I found myself back at the campfire once again, except this time it was different, a piece of paper, torn and old, sat on the ground beside the fire. My brows furrowed and I slowly walked towards it.

Picking up the paper I slowly read the words on it.

"The killers

These things differ from time to time. But each acts in a similar manner, and with similar human physical traits. But they are more reminiscent of beasts of burden even though I can spot some flicker of humanity. With scars and marks on their skin and body. As if they have been self-mutilating themselves. They even look dead. I fail to see some humanity in them. They are bent on finding me. But somehow they frain from killing me. Instead I am hung from one of those dreaded hooks. I keep asking myself why they do not snuff the life out me themselves. But someone must control them. Might they do someone else's biddings?

I keep trying to understand them at the same time as they stalk me. I try finding something that can pinpoint their purpose. I wonder if they might be punished? But in that case, are not I in the same position? Being punished for something, as I try to escape and find some way out of here. They play their role. Without any diversions, they are like a machine that is set on finding any living soul. Are they without hope? Who do they serve? Is there even a master? I have never seen them rest or stop. They hunt until the hooks are occupied. But where do they go after that? Trying to find some answers is one of the few things that keep me sane. For now. If you stumble upon of these beings you must run and you must hide. Without any sound." I shiver at the tone used. Killers? What nightmare have I entered myself into! Could this all be a dream? Maybe if I just wake myself up I could--

The sound of a twig snapping rings through the fog, I quickly look around, only to see slight distortion in the fog, coming right for me.

A loud bell rings through the area and a tall man appears before me, his figure covered in blood and dust. I couldn't see his face, because it was covered in white dirty looking gauze. A loud heart beat like sound rings in my ears and I can't help but want the noise to go away.

Suddenly he leaps for me. Swinging his bloodied weapon right for my head. I manage to duck right in time and skid across a large rock, this seems to catch him off track and I quickly run for the hills. My heart racing extremely fast as I recall the almost death experience I had just had. I hear the faint sound of the bell, as well as the sound of the heart beat.

"Shit...what the fuck was that..." i start to move forward.

"Whatever that was...it sure wasn't friendly" I whisper to myself. Suddenly I hear the sound of a machine. I then stumble upon what looks to be a generator, a note hanging off the side of it.

[The Generators & Gates

These strange machines can be found across this abandoned world. They seem to be some kind of generators, fueling lights. At first I paid no attention to them, but as days turned into months I employed all of my engineering skills to actually fix one. It attracted one of these beings that is after me. But I also noticed that they were somehow tied to something else.

The only possible escape lies behind huge ornate metal gates. They taunt me every time lay my eyes on them keeping me in, as a caged animal. But as I discovered, they can be opened. Somehow these generators are the key to getting them open. As I managed to repair enough of them, the gates opened, and I ran with all my soul towards the camp fire in the distant. Sometimes I escape and sometimes I stare the Entity in the eye and wake up at the never ending fire. Why aren't the killers following me through the gates? I might never know.]

So they are generators...alright, if what this guys saying is true then this must mean I could have hope! I could escape! If these generators really open the gate i might have some chance of escaping this horrible dream.

Now let's go find those generators.