I’M THE ONLY REAL ONE!!!

Wh HEY. WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE. SCRAM!!! And NO I didn’t take anything, it’s mine, the TRUTH is MINE and YOU CAN’T TAKE IT!!!

Im genuinely surprised your still.. relatively stable.

I, personally, if I went through this, would not be here right now.

You're strong mate.

Good job on surviving this far.

I’m still here because I can’t LEAVE! I’m still alive because something else wants me to be! It’s entirely out of my control now.

It doesn’t matter how stable I am NOW, sooner or later I’m gonna lose it because that’s how it goes! Because I know too much now!

I think I’m already broken. I have been since the damn beginning, why else did I never fit in? Why else have I always fixated on stupid, stupid theories and conspiracies—

It. It just got me in trouble. And now I’m finally thrown away. Just left to wait until I’m some desperate, broken show that needs to be paused.

…

This was meant to happen all along, wasn’t it? Get some weirdo nobody’s gonna miss, nobody’s gonna talk about, not until they’re recalling gone and…

I’m already gone. I’ve been chosen. I’m just another step I wanted to be important and now I’m aNOTHER STUPID STEPPING STONE OF FREAKS WHO THREW AWAY EVERYTHING!!!

The director promised the viewers that this show will have a happy ending

And guess who the main character is.

If you’re not happy, then It’s. Not. The. End.

There’s not going to be an after. I know this. It’s just this until it’s showtime.

Do you think the shows exist between commercials? Not the actors, not the sets, the shows. They pick up from where it left off. Those characters, do they ever notice?

Look at me and tell me how logic is going to help here!

I’m alone, I’m cold, it’s too dark to do anything, there’s a body in the other room, Ramb hates me, Tenna hates me, I even destroyed the damn phone because I got scared!

Logic might’ve helped earlier, but now? It’s hopeless. I did everything wrong — or right? I’m next. I’m next.

I guess all you have left to hope for is that Ramb comes back for you. Before something else does first.

…it’s getting darker, yet darker. Shadows are running deeper. How dark is a Dark World supposed to be…?

I don’t think it’s this dark. This bleak. This cold— it’s been getting colder and colder somehow too, freezing, like a chill up the spine but. Worse.

Great. Another mystery person. I was already wondering who the hell Mike was, that didn’t matter, now I have to worry about a “Friend”??

You're doing good, Battat. You're still holding on. Even if it doesn't feel like it.

- 🪞

I don’t think I’m going good. I don’t feel good. I don’t think any of this is good. You say I’m holding on but I have nothing to hold onto, not even the shadow crystal.

-🌿

I tried. I don’t know if it was the right or wrong thing. I think I made it worse. Not that I’d know what would’ve happened if I didn’t.

Maybe I would be home.