Trapped// error x blueberry sans

Day 2

I wake up the next morning having had a pretty good sleep despite the fact that the flashes kept me up for a long time. I don't really know what I'm going to do for the rest of the day. If it even is the second day. I don't have anything that I can use to tell how much time has passed so I'm basically just guessing. I don't actually know if any of the things I'm seeing are real or just a dream. I sure hope they're real. Otherwise I just wouldn't know what reality was anymore. This place is pretty strange. This whole thing is pretty strange. Why can I not remember anything. What happened to me before to make me forget. I know I'm something and I know I have to have gotten here somehow but how? And what am I? And who am I? Can't anyone answer these questions?

I feel like I've been alone for too long. I don't know how I know this but I just know that being alone is bad for your mental health. I heard that if you're alone for too long then you might start going crazy. I don't want to go crazy. But from the looks of it I just might be starting. I can't help it though. Everything here is just dark. It's like everyone just left me in the dark. Here. Alone. With no memory of anything and ten billion questions to ask. Ten billion questions to ask and no one to ask them to. No wonder everything just feels dark.

I need to find out just how big this place really is. Just how far do these walls actually stretch? I get up off the ground and start walking in the opposite direction of the screen. Maybe if I walk for long enough I can find someone. Someone to be my friend and someone to talk to so that I won't be as lonely. Then this place would be more bare able. I would actually be able to live here. I still feel like there's a giant cloud over my head that just won't clear and give me back my memories but at least I'm starting to get hopeful. Even if I don't even have any food in this place I still have hope. My stomach growls. I need to find food. But where? So far on my journey there's been nothing. Literally. Everything's just been void. I have to keep walking.

It's been about six hours, give or take. Or at least I think. I've been counting to try and tell how much time has passed by. And boy, have I counted a lot of seconds. I can't stop but my legs are aching like crazy and I don't feel like I can go on for very much longer. And even if I could my stomach is starting to hurt so much that the pain is starting to slow me down. I have to rest soon but what if I don't make it? What if I die out here.

Maybe dying would be for the best.

I lay down on the ground and close my eyes.