Wellp, I’m soaked, or at least really damp. It feels really gross… I just couldn’t keep going anymore. I’ve walked and walked but my legs finally gave out on me. Ended up dragging myself into a corner of one of these damn rooms to rest and I guess I passed out. I’ve taken to turning off my phone in order to conserve its battery. Keeping track of the time in here is going to be super important if I want to keep my sanity.

There are plugs on the walls every now and then, and I do have my phone charger as well but… well sitting in one place for too long seems a bit risky. Hell, I didn’t even like the idea of stopping to rest or write these damn entries. Still, I’m only human and if there is something in here that might attack me I’d prefer to have some energy to either fight or run the hell away.

There’s still nothing at all in here but these damn yellow walls. Every time I think I’m getting closer to finding an exit or… well anything really; I just turn the corner to find more of these rooms. Are they really endless? Do these damn things go on forever? What the hell am I supposed to do? Do I die here? Can I die here? I’m pretty hungry and I’m so thirsty I’m about two seconds away from sucking the juice out of this carpet.

Eh, but from what I can remember about this place I definitely shouldn’t do that. Though, I can’t remember if it’s poisonous or just rotten or whatever. In any event, it doesn’t seem like the best idea, and it’s a pretty gross thought too. Not sure what else to write for now but I am feeling a bit more rested than before.

You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story.

I managed to sleep for about six hours, or, rather I passed out for six hours. I really don’t feel comfortable willingly going to sleep in this place. Despite being surrounded by walls I feel so exposed. I’m going to keep heading… well I don’t know what direction I’m facing but straight ahead seems to be a solid plan.

God, I could use a good meal right about now…

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So Good news! I found a little crate a couple of hours after my last entry. There wasn’t much inside, but I did find a nice big bottle of water and a box of crackers. The water tasted funny though. It was a bit nutty? Not sure what flavor it is but the first thing that comes to mind is walnuts, or maybe almonds? That said, it had a strange aftertaste to it, almost like it has been here for a very long time. That doesn’t surprise me though, if this place really is infinite then I’m probably the first person to come through here.

Then again, I have to wonder; who left this crate here? I’m running off of a few theories, some optimistic, others… well I won’t go into those. They leave me feeling quite hopeless and hope is about the only thing keeping me going right now.

Is our world some kind of simulation? Did I really glitch out of reality and into this place? Do video game rules apply? Did this crate just randomly spawn here? It seems awfully convenient that it just happened to have food and water inside. Oh, there was also a flashlight and one of those police clubs in here.

I do feel a little better with a weapon but it’s awfully small all things considered.

I’m going to keep going and see if I can find any more of these crates. I kinda don’t have a choice really. The crackers and water were a welcome surprise but I’m a bigger dude, I can’t survive off of just a single box of crackers. Bleh… I’ll write again the next time I find a crate.