《How to get lost: a wanderers guide》Stop it
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Hello again. I sometimes wonder if there is some kind off all powerful super being watching everything we do.
If there is I would like to use this moment to make a single request.
Before that though I suppose I will tell of the days events.
First I spend a hellish night curled up and cramped. Trying not to pollute my limited space with my own waste.
I barely slept mostly just drifting uneasily through a pained and sweaty fugue.
When what I presumed was morning came around it came with a bang.
Literally.
My shelter was shaking and rolling around freely to a symphony of screams, odd gargly roars, and explosions. Worst music you've ever heard. No rythmn and very little harmony. I careened about inside my box. Richoceting painfully from one wall to another while curled up into a ball with a fluffy Julius center.
It hurt. Quite a lot actually.
Finally and perhaps unluckily my box shattered against a pillar, and I was free. Up and down got confused and detritus was flying everywhere. I was pummeled and beaten against the airborne trash and the hard walls, floor, and even occasionally the pillar.
I stayed curled up until the world righted itself again. I could still hear screaming but it was much quieter and more pained than terrified. The gargling roars and explosions had entirely died off. Just as I was uncurling from my ball of fear and pain one final shuddering blast rocked the room I was in. Sending me on one more tour of the now familiar environs.
Then it was quiet. Not a sound besides my own pained gasps and Julius' displeased chitters.
I lay there. I don't know how long. Until the call of nature raised its ugly head, and sent me into the far corner of the room to release some pressure from my pipes.
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No longer willing to stay inside the soiled room I limped to the only door in sight. An oval shaped hatch with a spinning handle in the middle. I figured out the mechanism pretty fast. Just grab and twist. And with that I was free.
Narrow halls with battered and still bodies littering them led me around the vessel I had snuck aboard. Equally narrow stairs led up and down. Below was water. And it was rising. So I went up.
More bodies. Everywhere you cared to look and step.
The smell was awful. Some of these poor people had burst open. It was no fun at all climbing the blood and gut slicked steps.
Finally I reached open sky. More bodies. Most not people but horrible monsters seemingly just made of wings, teeth, and tentacles. Bits and shreds of... stuff was littered haphazardously about. Smoking craters and glowing streaks lit up the place as the sun had begun its descent.
I stood there in a befuddled daze for I don't know how long. Eventually I noticed that the floor was starting to tilt.
Waking up from my daze I tottered over to the edge of the carnage. Careful not to step on anything. I failed in that. Looking outwards all I could see was water in three directions and a bit of land in the fourth.
The land appeared to be the top of a mountain. Jutting from the waves in the middle of nowhere. Just plain dark stone. Uninviting and even foreboding, but I have no better options. By now there was over half the original space overtaken by water.
I swam there. Dodging the growing collection of carcasses that bobbed about. The water is salty and not good to drink. Strange things swam around me occasionally getting closer that I'd like. Julius, who had been very quiet this whole time, blasted them from his perch on my back.
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Now I sit on a rocky beach watching the last of the wreck slip beneath the waves.
Some of the nosy critters are my dinner and the stars are coming out to cast their gaze upon this night.
So, to the all powerful super-being. I would like to say: stop it.
Please?
Goodnight.
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