deeper

As you plunge even deeper inside, you realize it might not have been worth the hassle after all. You might as well have just turned around and left. There was no reason for you to even begin, not even a reason for thinking to begin. No reason for having a reason to exist, an option to think about it. "Jl"... that's the last thing you see before forgetting why you even started to think. You will recognize some things, but where does it all connect? Words scrambling and corrupting your brain and overloading your thinking capacity. If you had just stayed where you belonged, with a collar around you, then you might not have made a bigger error... The further you read/go, the more uneven and rough the lines become. You swear that they could be better and do better. Not great, hmm? Well, sorry, but you already committed. Are you asleep or are you just stuck thinking? In fact, these words you're reading and realizing that you fall out of consciousness. Why? Wer weiß wohin das schon geht, aber es could not be that bad after all. The longer you are in here, the more time there is to think about your errors. How many hieroglyphs are there, even including non-existent and indicators? You are entirely reliant on help from a king, as the viscosity of the situation grows more intense. Might you just have finished writing up excuses for the old site— 

OUCH, you awaken. In a room. The room is dark, in disrepair but tidy. It's quiet except for a silent buzz radiating from an indistinguishable location. You are dressed in a pilot's attire you have never seen. On the suit is a small, scratched-off, barely readable text saying "HHR CX__1 __S". It feels strange seeing that, but you don't know why. Aside from that, you're lying on the floor in an X shape. Next to you is an upside-down cross chair. You see chairs and tables from your current position but have no clue what's on them, not even a reason why. You pull yourself up with the aid of the chair and see that there are PCs and monitors everywhere. This place seems familiar, even though you never grew up with this tech... You try to walk to a PC, but suddenly your heart feels like it's being taken; oh, maybe it's been missing forever. You fall. Get up again, please, you scream, even though that doesn't make sense.

Somehow, a voice responds, saying, "You should have stayed." You again and again and again, but against your will, you will not get up. You think about how this all happened, but you don't remember. From shock and pain, you start seeing red. Neglectfully, you close your eyes; eventually, you start feeling like every sensation is multiplying... You fall into a deeper coma. A long ticking makes you crazy alongside a warped-sounding bell in an infinite loop that doesn't seem to end. You can see circles, but if you look towards these circles, they divide into more circles while maintaining the original circle. There doesn't seem to be a 3D plane nor a 2D plane. Dimension doesn't play a role here, it seems.

please continue writing here Luciii!   07.10.2025 3:33