Spinning the labyrinth blue
Yearning to begin anew
The landscape opens to a refreshing twist
Of passion, music, society sun-kissed!
Follow me down the rabbit hole
Close the Door behind
You fall deeper, you’ve seen your role
Prophetic to the Blind.
DUN DUN DUN, DAN DAN DUN, WOOOMP WOOOMP DUN DUN DUN DAN DUN DAN DUN.
DUN DUN DUN, DAN DAN DUN, WOOOMP WOOOMP DUN DUN DUN DAN DUN DAN DUN!
There’s nothing like a little bit of Sunsetters to wake you up in the morning, huh, journal? :D
I ran out of room in my last journal, so Donnie’s letting me use one of her spares. I need to snatch a batch of new ones of my own.
Door. That’ll be Danny, coming to get us up and going.
We checked out a map and discussed where we’re going next. Danny says he’s fine with wherever. Donnie plans on going towards Nebraska. I want to go to New York. ‘Cause of that book. In that library. It told me I have an important friend there.
Donnie says she can easily wait for Nebraska. I guess we’re going to New York!
And off we go, down side roads! Hopefully we can find the motorhighway.
..oh my god no way
OHHH GOD STAY AWAY FROM MY JOURNAL YOU FOUL FUCKING FOUL FOWL FROM FOULER FALLEN FALLS FROM FOCKING FUCKING FIXING FOUNDRIES AND FEMALE FELINE FEMME FATALES
LOOK, JUST GO AWAY. ALLITERATION ISN’T FUN WITH YOU.
GO GET DANNY! He’s right over there!
..huh, that actually worked. It ate his journal. OKAY, LET’S RUN!
I almost miss being on the Exodus. At least it meant we didn’t have to walk to each place. >_>
I hear a car!
FUCK YOU AND YOUR VOLVO
I HAD THE RIGHT OF WAY
OH GOD I DIDN’T MEAN TURN AROUND
OH MY GOD
FUCK FUCK JUST
HANG ON THERE, BUCKO
THAT WOULD BE
THAT WOULD HAPPEN TO BE WHERE YOU ARE MI
Fuck. Maybe he’s right.
Donnie was kidnapped. o_e
I mean, the car drove by and then it turned around and a door opened and plants
Donnie was grabbed by plants.
It drove off.
To the north.
Danny doesn’t seem that bothered that Donnie’s gone.
Goddammit, man. This is Donnie we’re talking about here.
“She was a stranger you didn’t know very well.”
Hey, I got to know her really well!
“I lost a girl I truly loved.”
“Archie fucking took her. Kaitlynn.”
“She was my fucking girl, man! You didn’t know about this?!”
You might have mentioned it
Well. Well, what constitutes being worthy of love, anyway?
..he’s walking away.
That did not come out the way I had intended.
Danny, I’m sorry.
He sighed. “No, I am. I never really knew what to expect when we met up. With the.. red sky. Jesus, this is really something.”
It’s an apocalypse, you were stressed.
“Yeah. Listen, we.. should go look for Donnie.”
Just for now. <:D Once we get her back, it’ll be easier to look for Kaitlynn.
I WISH THAT DONNIE IS ALRIGHT.
Please let her be alright, please. C’mon, we made it this far, we’d barely just made it to America. Please let her be alright.
Walking down quiet highway roads, trying to ignore that ever-prevalent cawing I’ve gotten so used to.
It’s nice to see you. To finally meet up with you.
He chuckled. “Same to you.”
Y’know, it’s surreal. We hadn’t even been friends on AIM that long.
"The apocalypse does strange things."
We’re not really saying much now.
There’s a shack on the side of the road with cold air blowing out.
Think it’s a rabbit hole, journal?
Let’s hope so.
Dark hallway. The air suddenly turned very stale.
Yep, it was a rabbit hole.
I hear a faint roar.
Danny swears he hears music.
I hear it now too.
Two big double doors.
Danny’s gripping his tennis racket like mad.
And weak in the light,
Depending on a prayer.
Pacing deserted roads to find
A seed of hope.
“HELLO, CAMPER FESTIVAL!”
We’re out in the lobby now.
I’m sure the Camper Festival means something, something big, but I don’t have time to look around.
She’s just sitting there, watching the performance.
Danny’s urging me to keep going. He’s right; we can’t waste any time.
Getting out of here.
Is that Bonnjo Vjonsped?! OwO
..they’re missing their guitarist. o__o
SORRY OKAY GOING
The door opened to a forest.
Danny’s just pressing onward, not caring about the many plants getting in the way.
Whatever happened to his girlfriend, he’s really focused.
I can respect that.
I hear things nearby.
I swear I just saw something running through the canopy.
Danny’s pretty far ahead. I wish he’d wait up.
..he’s stopped. o.o
He says he heard voices. He’s trying to figure out where they came from.
And off he goes again. Different direction.
I sure hope he knows what he’s doing.
close one eye?
I don’t know what time it is. It’s dark, though. Very.
I can’t see much, but I can make out vague shapes of the trees around me.
I called out Danny’s name. No response.
Gonna walk a bit.
I can hear faint birds singing. They sound nothing like birds are supposed to. May not even be birds; I’m just guessing at this point.
..the ground here’s suddenly wet. o_o
Dry ground again. I hear footsteps nearby. Calling Danny’s name.
There’s definitely someone there. I can see the vague shape of their body. I’m finding out who it is.
I bumped into a tree. I heard the person run off.
I don’t know where to go.
I’ve been wandering for a really long time; I’m sure it’s been half an hour, at least. My eyes don’t adjust to the darkness, no moon rises to shine light, nothing. The forest remains in its perpetual darkness.
I found a piece of paper. I can barely make out the words.
"Trees are blind"
Not quite what I wanted to find on a forest floor.
All the trees look the same. I think. I can barely see any of them anyway.
How long have I been out here?
Person again. I think. I see a vague white shape.
The person is wearing a theatrical sadface mask and standing there, staring at me.
They won’t answer to my shouts.
I blink and some trees disappear.
I blink and some trees appear.
The sadface man is in front of me.
Under his mask, I am watched.
“How will you handle the world crumbling around you?”
step to the side
hings just ran on a nearby canopy.
LET’S GO, DANNY
Oh, that explains some things.
These things. I encountered these guys on the day the apocalypse started.
They’re green, humanoid, and naked. And their fingers are trees.
And they’re staring at us welcomingly.
Danny, don’t ogle the women.
..damn, she has a nice ass.
But no. We’re here for Donnie.
I asked one of them if they’ve seen our friend. They’re looking at each other oddly.
We’re being led somewhere now.
This is a giant arena.
One of the Treefingers told us, if we wanted to see Donnie again, we must challenge “the beast,” for it is the beast that Donnie is being sacrificed to.
..motherfucker, I hate these guys.
Only one of us can challenge the beast.
I’m doing it. For Donnie.
Danny says he’ll try to do all he can from outside.
They’ve led me down to a dirt-crafted arena. I’m alone but watched by many spectators.
Tiger Stripes, give me strength.
The air’s getting a little thick. I’m coughing a bit.
Where are you, beast?
..Treefingers are approaching.
They said the beast has been called off. Donnie is being released.
o_o Okay. Works for me, I suppose. Was it Danny?
Danny says he’s just as surprised as I am.
I’m asking why they’re letting us off.
They’re not saying.
We’re being taken to Donnie, down into some rooms built in mud huts.
DONNIE OH GOD
I MISSED THAT HUG.
She looks pretty shaken.
“Someone would like to speak with you before you go.”
In a much bigger mud hut. Their leader or something? o_o
Oh dear god. Tiger Stripes, give me all the fucking strength in the
YES, Mistress! Hello! Oh, how I have completely missed you!
Mistress has come back from (what she calls) her exquisite tour of the Bahamas! Mistress is so pleased to see me again.
Mistress knows I had places to go, and she says I did a fine job of role-playing with her last time we saw each other. But of course, Mistress heard we were in the area, so she thought she’d pop by and say “Hello.”
Mistress notices I brought another little boy with me. Mistress says we look like a couple of hunks about to take a girl on the ride of her life. Mistress wonders why we don’t take her along, too? It’ll be like a double date! Danny can take Donnie, of course.
Mistress was just kidding, of course. Mistress knows I have places to go, hearts to break, worlds to save.
Fears to cope with.
Mistress just wanted to say “Hi,” after all. Mistress wishes my friends and I the best of luck!
…I got a smooch.
Bye, Mistress. o.o;
We.. got moving after that.
And now we’re getting close to New York. Back on the slow highway.
Donnie says they didn’t harm her. I hope she’s telling the truth.
Danny says he’s just glad we’re out of there.
..goddammit. The Harlequin’s alive. I knew our prior victory was too good to be true.
I. Don’t know what to think about this.
Most of the creatures around here are zombies. It’s getting pretty dull.
Ordinarily, I’d remedy dullness by chatting with Donnie, but Danny being here means I can’t.. comfortably flirt.
I’d feel like a dick.
Damn. We’re quite the fearsome threesome. Killed that thing fast.
Felt almost relieving.
We’ve come across a large body of water.
Danny says we could probably boat across.
No way, man. Boating’s for squares. Get with the circles. Better yet, get with the rhombi.
Hang on just let me find one
Just as I was looking for. Rabbit hole. >w>
We’re in a giant closet.
This is a giant door.
I guess Donnie’ll have to stand on me to open the doorknob.
See where this is going, journal? >W>
Dohoh, Jordan. You rascal.
I saw up her dress, journal. :D
OH GOD FIRE AND BRIMSTONE AND CHAOS AND BLOOD AND BLOOD AND BLOOD AND BLOOD
FROM A LACERATED SKY
THE MONSTER FROM BEYOND THE BLOOD IS CHASING ME
IT HAS THREE DEMONIC HEADS AND SEVEN COCKS
that is, chickens
The monster from beyond the blood has retreated into the sea of fire. u_u
This sign points down this hallway. The sign reads “EXIT THE BLOOD THIS WAY.”
We’re not there yet. The hallway keeps extending.
I hear something behind us.
OH GOD IT’S RIGHT THERE
It was another one of those giant screaming faces. This one stretched far beyond the corners of my eyes, and when I looked away, I could still see its eyes. Only its mouth was clearly behind us. Its eyes were.. in my eyes. o_e
But we found a door. And entered it. And now we seem to be fine. I think. o__o;
..yep, we’re all good.
Next question: Where the hell are we?
We’re still in a closet. o_e
Oh wait, this one’s in a normal building.
We’re in New York City! Skyscrapers piercing the red sky with their manmade majesty, streets seeming as empty as London’s were.
Okay okay okay, where to now?
Shit, that’s a really good question. I know I (should) have a very good friend here, but this is a fucking huge city. I’m not even sure if she’s still here.
..graffiti on the side of a clothes shop!
“embracethearchangel“ I’ve seen this message before. Still no spacebar, but it’s significant.
“RAPTURE IS COMING, CAN’T YOU FEEL IT, IT’S COMING AND IT’S COMING SOON” …okay.
“Perhaps our language leads you” What? o_o
“NORTH OF TOWN IS PLAGUE TERRITORY, STAY OUT” Duly noted.
“What did Doctor Cloud discover in the Genera?” Good question. Would love to find out.
“But it’s all in a mouse’s night to take on those who fight” Dah, Genesis! :D ..wait, more were written in this handwriting.
“You say I must be crazy ‘cause I don’t care who I hit!
But I know it’s me that’s hitting out, and I’m not full of shit.
I don’t care who I hurt; I don’t care who I do wrong.
This is your mess I’m stuck in; I really don’t belong.”
Whoever that person was, all their messages were Genesis lyrics.
It’s an older man, long black hair going grey, sunglasses, a mustache, and a trenchcoat. He’s wearing one red glove. o_o
"Welcome to America, White Jester. You’ve got a lot of work to do. You can just keep on seeing the sights for now, but you need to keep some things in mind: Be careful who you talk to. Be careful who you trust. Be careful what you believe in. Take everything with a grain of salt, everything, your surroundings, your emotions, and people’s advice. Even mine.”
Um. Alright. And who are you?
"Oh, you’ll get to know. All in good time. For now, try to keep a grip on reality. Soho Grand Hotel’s where you want to go."
He’s giving us directions.
"And good luck."
Shaking his head. “Everything.”
Soho Grand Hotel.
The lobby’s huge. o_o Broken glass everywhere, chairs overturned, doors closing DOOR
AFTER THAT DOOR
The world has too many hallways. Like, seriously. Isn’t this the seventh today?
I see a mirror at the end of the hall. Damn, my suit is nice. :3
Staircase up here.
‘Nother mirror down there. Seriously, I love that suit. .w. Have I gotten taller?
We’re calling out for my friend. If she hears us, she’ll come out.
Up these stairs!
I take it all these halls have mirrors. Beautiful suit, Jordan. Fits you much too well. >w>
..why am I the only one up h oh, I’m not. The other two are right there.
..then where’s their
Oh god, all the hugging. >W<
I should mention. Fentzy is a very dear friend of mine. She has a real name: Rauri McGanna, but I affectionately call her Fentzy as a short version of her AIM screenname. She helped me through more than a few rough times, and we get along so well!
..gotta admit, this is the first time I’ve ever actually seen her. o_o I’ve never seen her actual appearance before today. Ever. Not a photo or anything! Damn, I like her hair. .w.
So, what we have gathered:
- When the apocalypse came, Fentzy eventually decided to find her way out of her home. She eventually wound up here.
- Fentzy’s been moving from hotel to hotel, mainly sticking to New York. It’s a relatively safe place compared to wherever else she’s been, and there’s a surprising amount of survivors around here. She did not leave any graffiti for me, nor has she even considered the possibility that I would see her.
- Fentzy’s family was taken. Including her sister Dwyn. She’s pissed. She says she doesn’t know for sure what monster took them, but she doesn’t care; she’s killing them all anyway.
- Fentzy is going with us on our journey. PARTY MEMBER GET! :D
Danny, Donnie, and I’m exhausted. It’s been a long day. We’re gonna get some sleep and figure something out in the morning.
..Fentzy wants to show me something. In private.
Knowing her, this oughta be pleasant.
HELLO OH GOD WHY DI
the oh my god
Did you did we did I
WHO LED IT HERE D:
WHO LED THAT HERE?! D:
WHO LED THE FUCKING SLENDER MAN HERE
barricade the door please
oh my god
She’s hugging me and telling me not to worry.
“We’ll be fine. That thing’s been following me for a while, but it never does anything. Besides fucking with my dreams.”
Oh god, I’m so sorry.
“It’s just another part of the apocalypse, though. It’s okay. I got used to it.”
What else have you been through? ._.;
“Plenty. America’s filled with monsters now.” She’s let go and is sighing. “But I’m tough enough, it’s no big deal.”
Are you. Are you sure? Are you okay?
"Yeah, I’m fine. Why?"
I don’t know. I guess I’m asking because.. I don’t know if I am.
"What? Has something happened?"
It’s been a long day. So much has happened, and I’m having trouble.. grasping it all.
..boss, are you crying?
"No. No way, I’m fine, I’m just.." Covering her face. "Also a little overwhelmed."
What were you, um. What were you going to show me?
"I don’t even remember anymore. I just want to go to bed."
It sounds like you need the sleep.
"I’ve needed it for a while."
..goodnight, Fentzy. o:
"Goodnight, Jordan. It’s nice to see you at last."
Found Donnie’s room.
She asked what Fentzy wanted to show me. I told her the truth: I don’t know. But the slender man’s in the hotel with us.
We’re gonna get some sleep now. Both exhausted.
Rapture is coming.
Got woken up by noises. Found Donnie reading my journal.
There’s that same old message cryptically written in.
This shit’s getting old, I’m going back to bed.
Donnie says she’s scared, wants to sleep with me.
Well. Alright. .w.