#the-shifted

It’s been one and a half weeks since we’ve been stuck in this wasteland. Me and my partner have made some progress, though not much. We can’t get in touch with our Director or any of our peers and to be quite honest, I think I’m starting to lose it a bit. This endless, swirling, vortex can drive one mad over time, and I’m afraid i may have fallen victim to said madness. However! JackRabbit has been able to get in contact with the one the players call “Poultry Woman” so it’s a start.

While here I’ve been trying to build some sort of contraption to get us out of here. I mean there has to be some way out right? Unfortunately, I’ve had very little luck. Ahh! I can’t take this! I could be doing something right now! Something useful! Instead I’m stuck in static with little to no food or power, a sitting duck! Okay, stay calm. Freaking out won’t do anything good.

I must remember that there is hope. Our readings spiked yesterday, suggesting that a path has been made between the Void and the Overworld. Maybe the Director has sent out a search party of some sort? I mean it has been quite some time. If not him then who else?