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// Day 38?
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Today... or possibly night I don’t know anymore I’m going to assume each of these entries are during the day. I spent the day walking through the pine forest which is actually rather quite pleasant seems how the trees aren’t cramped together. I also periodically checked over my shoulder (still nothing). To be honest I know there won’t be anything there, but I can’t stop checking. I finally reached the end of the forest... sort of.
The forest opened up into a desert which not surprisingly was surrounded by you guessed it... more trees. The desert was actually quite small and had a tiny oasis in the center with a small... shed I guess. Anyway I filled up my bottles with water from the oasis and entered the shed... I was mortified by what I found.
Dozens of animal carcasses littered the shed namely chickens, all were pinned to the walls . I know it’s a sick thing to wonder, but I was actually curious how the shed’s owner managed to kill the animals just enough so their bodies didn’t disappear.
After returning inside from puking I took a look around the shed it wasn’t much to look at though, a small gorified building with very limited funiture no furniture i dont think i cant count a chest and table as furniture, there was however, another sign.
It read:
HE BRINGS HOPELESSNESS AND DEATH
HE BRINGS HOPELESSNESS AND DEATH
As soon as I read the sign it grew extremely cold. I was able to see my own breath.
There was also a chest that was filled to the brim with various meats. I tried my hardest not to vomit again no such luck. Buried in the meat was a green book called “Book of Lore Volume 1: The Surface”. I took the book and ran out as fast as I could not because I was going to puke, but because I could see my breath... and I could see something else’s breath, something that wasn’t there.
Side note: I think it’s obvious that every time I read one of these strange signs the world around me changes, I know I shouldn’t read anymore, but I can’t help it I feel compelled to read them. I’m going to head to what I think might be west of the shed... I don’t know it just feels right.