Dust Sword Finder

J1. Day 55 I think or should it be 1

J2. Is This Day 2?

J3. Day 3 Apparently

J4. Day 12 It’s Been a While

J5. Day 27, apparently

J6. Day 13... I swear I’ve been...

J7. Day 27 AGAIN

J8. Truly, is this day 1?Table of Contents

J9. Day 220... wait really?

Things have, surprisingly been going as planned. Newt has inexplicably decided to put her doubts aside and help out. We've already Met up with Nancy and are setting up the C-4 at the bunker.

However, we put a short hold on our operation. Apparently the reason Newt has agreed to help open the bunker is because she met a researcher. We were understandably upset that she chose to keep this from us until now, but seeing as she's helping us, Nancy and I have chosen to put this matter to the side for the moment.

I received input of the dragon specimen on my tracker. As I studied it I quickly realized the specimen is coming towards my direction. I slipped the "Test Rock" specimen in my pocket to avoid suspicion, I also took this time to put away my tracker as the dragon individual was almost at my lab.

She seemed really upset when she arrived. Apparently her Siblings had found an explosive device and are planning on using it on the bunker. I carefully pieced together a plan of which would allow me access to the bunker. The dragon will write my name on my forehead which will allow me to travel with her through time as long as I maintain contact with her (Stub note: It should be mentioned after stating this part the dragon seemed to grow concerned). I would travel there with the help of the dragon specimen and wait there, while the dragon will transport the others. I would then seize the bomb and prevent them from opening the bunker. However, the last step of the plan is a farce for I plan to help them activate the bomb.

It pains me, perhaps a small bit, but there isn't anything I wouldn't sacrifice for the sake of my research. Well except maybe the rock specimen. I feel oddly attached to this specimen.

I'm really starting to panic! Nancy and Natt are determined to open the bunker and now have C-4. But I have a plan... Well the doctor and I have a plan. We plan on assisting them under false pretences. Once they're prepped we'll destroy the bomb and stop them from their mistake!

I just hope they can both forgive me for the lies...

It's time! It's been, well let's say a long time. I have no clue how much time has passed as I haven't been that consistent with my journal, (also time is broken for me anyways so)

Anyways enough about that, it's finally time. We have finally found a way to crack open the bunker. I found C4, it was a crazy happenstance of a find. I was chatting with Natt, they were upset about their urge to eat dust so they kicked a dust pile out of frustration and I saw a strange outline below where the pile was. I quickly went to dig it up and Natt was so confused. When I pulled out a box they were too stunned to speak and when I opened it they passed out.

I was able to resuscitate them and they soon joined me in celebration. Newt showed up and seemed to grow sour with us. She's really against the bunker and refuses to even go near it. It worries me how distant and distrustful she has been lately.

Anyways we unfortunately have to wait until we are on a day closer to our destination. Which really sucks because Natt might not be able to be there depending on which day it is on. However, Natt has told me not to worry too much because, they might have a way to get to me.

Contact with subject has been established. This great lizard-like creature is comparable to that of the fictional creature called a dragon. Has the ability to speak and is a fellow shape sifter perhaps everyone gains this trait after being subjected to the power of the Dust. As it turns out she happens to be the girl they sent into here a long time ago. Her name is Newt and also commented on how she hops in time and wonders why I do not.

This girl seems ageless and when asked if she'd like sustenance but she refused stating that she no longer requires food for energy. I was perplexed by this so asked for a blood sample and she agreed. I took two liters, one from her human shape and the other from the reptile. I felt as though she was hesitant to trust me too much outside of that and refused to describe her experience living here stating that it's too complicated to explain.

Whatever the case I placed a tracking chip inside her while performing the blood extraction. Though ethically incorrect, it matters not in the face of my research. Though tracking her is going to prove difficult if she does indeed travel in time.

Nancy and Natt are driving me crazy! They still won't talk to me about what's bugging them. I even told them that they'd either tell me or I won't tell them what I've learned recently.

Speaking of which I recently visited the bird I saw the other day. It turns out that this bird is a guy named Dr. Molly and he shares a similar experience with me in that we're both shape shifters. For the time being I'm going to be keeping Nancy and Newt a secret until I can fully trust this guy. He seems a little strange as he keeps muttering about a rock test or something.

But but yeah, I'm still mad at my sibs and I met a Dr. bird guy.

Why is everyone acting so weird? The other day I saw Nancy and Natt looking at something but as soon as I came over they hid the paper. This is rather rude I should have the right to know what is going on but neither of them are admitting to anything.

So you know what they don't get to know about that weird bird I saw living in a shack. If they're going to hide things from me it's only fair I do the same. Actually you know what, I'm going to talk to this bird on my own and see what its deal is.

Oh yeah and sorry for the horrible circumstances of your existence. I'm not exactly kind to my creations.

"Um.. Natt?"

"Yeah, oh.... Oh.. what the fuck is this??"

"I know... Should we show Newt?"

"No that would be a ba-"

"Show me what?"

"Uh.."

"Uhhhh.."

I haven't been able to sleep for a few days. Every time I try I feel helpless and horrors beyond understanding full my dreams. It all started with that stone. But a stone should not have these types of effects on the psyche.

Moving onto more important matters of actual substance. I have seen what appears to be a dragon. I don't know how it can be explained so I'm drawing any concrete ideas until I have garnered more information.

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I found an interesting item today. It's a rock that has been written on, it reads "This is a really nice rock I found.. test rock". This is rather intriguing could it be an artifact of the distant past prior to the wrath of the Dust Sword? Or could it be something that girl left behind. I can't recall her name which is bothersome for it complicates my research.

It should be noted that I've felt strange since coming into contact with the rock. I will be analyzing a mineral sample from the rock to see if it has high doses of radiation. For the time being this rock will be kept in my research case. For whatever reason anything in that case seems to be isolated from the effects of this world.

I had to get rid of that rock I wrote on... Something about it felt wrong and twisted and made me feel helpless. It's horrible but I still see it in my nightmares even though it's gone.

Anyways I've been making progress with my preparations for breaking into the bunker. I'm kind of hesitating now though. I think Newt's thoughts and comments about how she feels about it are getting to me. But what if she's right and opening it will bring about disaster...

But all the same... It's not like anything else is coming up with anything... I just found the rock in my shoe.... It's a big rock so it wouldn't exactly sneak in there.. I need to get rid of this somehow......

Natt has been pestering me to stop with the dust thing. I'm glad that she's looking out for me in that regard but I really had no idea how often I was doing it until she caught wind of what was happening and calls me out on it. It's been kind of scary I'm not gonna lie and I can't help but think that I'm dying or something due to being an old paradox clone thing.

Natt suggested that I start looking into doing something else every time I have an episode. So far that for me has been to pick up a rock a throw it has far as possible and to keep doing it until I calmed down. It's kind of lame-ish but it beats writing poems with our limited paper.

Enough about that stuff though I'm trying not to think about my- yeah... Anyways... I found an old camera, well by found I mean was given an old camera by a Cactus that keeps telling me to guess its name. I think it might be Fred? Anyways so I took a picture of the cactus only for the camera to stop working after the photo developed. Nancy told me the other day that people actually see our writing some how. So, with this in mind, I'm actually writing this in very small writing on the back of the photo in hopes they will see it.

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Sadly, this is the 5th time I've attempted to write this. For some reason or another these past few days my writing has disappeared from this Log. This is fascinating and irritating and I believe it has to do with the pages themselves and possibly the day. More research needs to be conducted on them before I write more about them.

Getting back to the purpose of this Log, I came in contact with a fascinating specimen. A sentient cactus with the ability to speak it's also able to relocate at the start of each day. The cactus has no idea how it developed these traits nor does it seem to care. What's more intriguing is that this specimen seems to have come into contact with the woman named Nancy that was forcibly sent here. Apparently she is still alive as the Cactus says it spoke with her recently, simply fascinating!

As for my previous observations on myself. I seem to no longer develop any new changes or side effects from the Valley. This will not prevent me from monitoring myself for further possible changes.

I'm worried about Natt every now and then I see them eating dust. They spit it out but it feels like they really want to try eating the stuff.

I tried asking them about it but they brushed it off saying they were bored or something. There's gotta be some way to get through to them about this.

I'm not sure if Nancy knows about this yet and I'm not sure it's my place to tell her about Natt's... problem.

Between this and the odd feeling I get from the vault... I'm- It's just a lot, it's hard feeling like I'm alone but I'm not. I just- I'm tired of writing about this.

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