While we were out there, I told her of my adventures. She said she’s encountered the Big Ones, herself. One took the last group she was with. I’m.. gah, she’s been through a lot. I’m gonna stick with her. I’m gonna try to help her. I dunno. I just feel like it’s the right thing to do.
That was a lie. I hope you could tell. I really don’t know why I’m gonna try to help her. I just.. feel.. like I should.
TV still works, DVD player still works. Beavis and Butt-Head Do America still w
Donnivan came in. She said she couldn’t sleep. I put Inception on, asked her to watch it with me. She did. She’s sleeping now. .w. I guess I will too.
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Donnie got it. I don’t know why I got like that.
“Jordan, I think we should talk about.. things. The red sky.”
Alright. Yeah, that’d be a good idea.
“You’ve heard the rumours, right? That this is Rapture? There was that American man who had predicted this, and it can’t just be a coincidence that this started on the very day he had predicted. ..can it?”
No. I don’t think it’s just a coincidence. But at the same time, I’m.. I dunno. This doesn’t feel like the Christian depictions of.. well, anything! This feels too modern. Or something, I can’t quite put a name to it, but it really doesn’t feel right.
“Nothing seems to.”
“So what else could it be? If this isn’t the apocalypse, what is it?”
I.. well, like I said, I can’t put a name to it. But I do have a theory. I think, whatever the hell “Rapture” is, it’s not here yet. It’s coming, just not here yet. For one thing, we’re all clearly pretty much alive. So it’s most likely not here.
“I also have a theory. I think that it’s a place, and we have to go to it. Like.. like Mordor or something.”
That would explain why that Cockroach Jesus thing was trying to take me somewhere the other day. I showed you my journals, right?
This still leaves the questions of where Rapture is and how we get there. I guess, either way, there’s no way of knowing for sure.
“And neither of our theories say much to explain the.. outside.”
The red skies, yeah, that’s gotta be something. But whether or not we’ll find out depends entirely on how good we are at survival.
After that conversation, we’ve been doing random things. We have confirmation, journal: she likes prog. I can’t believe it. She’s so perfect, yet I.. gaaah. She wishes I had more albums. I told her I do too.
I know what we’re gonna do. We’re gonna go to the HMV in Piccadilly Circus. London. We’re gonna bask in musical heaven!
“It.. could work. It’d certainly be better than, um.. than staying here. But there’s not much chance of, if we came back, this house still being safe.”
I’ve been looking online for possible solutions to our problem. Amazingly enough, some people on TVTropes— a troper couple— were rather enthusiastic about the possibility of us going to stay with them. They’re up in Blackpool, which is.. quite a bit further than London, but I’ll talk to Donnie about it!
“Are you sure about this? Aren’t these basically strangers?”
With all due respect, ma’am, I have a lot of trust in TVTropes. These guys have collectively saved my life. It’s.. a long story.
“…alright. I suppose there’s not much choice. I could leave, but I really don’t like the idea of wandering those streets alone. It seems pretty common sense to stick together. And if you trust these people, I’ll take your word for it.”
It’ll be fine. :3
I realize that there’s still a problem we haven’t discussed: The rabbit holes. I still remember that strange staircase that took me down the shapeless lands and into the file cabinet maze. Donnie hasn’t mentioned experiencing anything like that, but maybe someone online has. I’m looking it up.
Nothing regarding the rabbit holes yet. I mean, I’m not looking for “rabbit holes;” I just have no better name for it.
Donnie came in to tell me I should make sure I’m all ready for setting off tomorrow. So I’ll do that.
- Pot Noodles
- Prog (I don’t know, I’ll.. figure out how to carry it!)
- Soda (This is gonna be the heavy part)
- a big enough book to use as a weapon
I want to bring Tiger Stripes, but I can’t freaking find it! I haven’t seen it since those.. spidercats ambushed me.
I’ve been looking all over the house. I can’t find it. Where could Tiger Stripes possibly be?
No no no no.
You can’t make me.
I’m not going in Adam’s room.
FUCK I DON’T WANNA
I WISH THIS WAS EASY I WISH THIS WAS EASY I WISH THIS WAS EASY I WISH THIS WAS EASY
Okay. I think I’m ready. I’ve got my big book. Got it gripped firmly. Donnie’s assured me she’s in the guest room next door if I need help. But I’m doing this alone. I don’t fucking know why. But I am. I just.. FUCK LET’S GET IT OVER WITH
OH GOD OH GOD GOT IT I GOT IT BUT OH MY FUCKING GOD NOW TJEAFJH(U*FJGDH(GDVU*(
OHHH MY GOD OH MY FUCKING GOD WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK WAS THAT
Motherfucker. I mean. Did you see th—no of course not you’re an assortment of paper.
There were egg sacs. On the ceiling. One of them was open. I counted four total.
Again, I say ONE OF THEM WAS OPEN.
Adam was nowhere to be found.
I need fucking brain bleach.