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Chapter 1: Deadly Quiet
0 reviewsA journal is found, a mystery unfolds. Strange events, wierd noises, and an adventurer that found more than he ever bargined for.
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Too Fast
by
MetalPsycho
Chapter 1: Deadly Quiet
(Taken from a notepad found in the middle of a secluded forest)
Page 1:
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1200
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Too fast, can’t stop.
dirt smears the rest of the page
Page 2:
I can’t explain it. I’m making this in the off chance I’m found dead. Can’t really say what happened. The test seemed to be going well. When he told me he built these acceleration shoes, I definitely tried out for it. It just seemed like a good idea.
I’m not so sure now. Sheesh, this place is quiet.
Confused? Hehe. Man I wish I had a burger or something.
Anyway, the test was going good, till I couldn’t stop. Just couldn’t. I had this notepad for the purposes of recording my speed on that speedometer watch. The watch? Well, it’s in about fifty pieces now, but that’s the very least of my worries.
I ran, couldn’t stop. I hit something, couldn’t tell what. I’ve hit things before, usually I’m good at avoiding them. Unfortunately, I don’t think I could have avoided this thing. It hurt, a lot. Imagine a brick wall. Now imagine running into one at about 2000+ MPH. Yea, painful. What I wana know is how I LIVED through it.
But I’m not very lucky mind you.
Let me explain where I am. I’m in a forest in the southern region of South Island. Normally I’d find this place really relaxing, but not now.
I don’t know what happened. Everything’s just so still, lifeless. It’s hard to say on paper, but somebody hit the pause button, and I didn’t get the memo. Nothing is moving. All the color is gone. What’s going on here?
I have no idea. There are no noises at all. No birds singing. Nothing. Not even the sun is shining. It’s up there, I can see it. But like everything else, it’s dead.
Me? I’m fine really, the color is still there and everything.
What do I know about my situation. Well, if I try and pick up something, it bursts into flames.
What was that?
Page 3:
I’m losing it. First it was that noise, now I’m seeing things. Floating food, cheese burgers. I haven’t eaten in a day. It’s horrible.
I’ve been thinking about what’s been going on. I think I have an answer. A long winded one mind you, but still.
Anyway, I think I ran too fast. I’ve gon into another time zone of actual time, or something. I’m just still moving. That’s it, I’ve seen this on TV before. I’m moving faster than everything else. Weird.
I swear I just saw a pizza slice over there, winking at me. I’m losing it. I need food, or a way home. Please?
the rest of the page is smeared with blood
Page 4:
It hurts.
Little accident involving a cliff and an idiot (namely me). Luckily, nothing broke, but I’m about as fit to move as to fly. Man I wish something would MAKE SOME KIND OF NOISE.
Anything.
I’m going insane, I know it. I hear things all the time, but yet I don’t. It’s like someone took the silence, and turned up the volume.
I’m hungry too, with the wound and all. I won’t last more than a day.
Please, someone find me. Tails, find a way to fix this. Find me. Amy
Oh goodness I’m calling on AMY!
This notebook is the only thing besides me that can move, so I have to keep it safe. I have to try and stay sane and alive as long as I can hold it.
But it’s so very cold here, and quiet.
So very quiet.
by
MetalPsycho
Chapter 1: Deadly Quiet
(Taken from a notepad found in the middle of a secluded forest)
Page 1:
800
1200
1500
2000
Too fast, can’t stop.
dirt smears the rest of the page
Page 2:
I can’t explain it. I’m making this in the off chance I’m found dead. Can’t really say what happened. The test seemed to be going well. When he told me he built these acceleration shoes, I definitely tried out for it. It just seemed like a good idea.
I’m not so sure now. Sheesh, this place is quiet.
Confused? Hehe. Man I wish I had a burger or something.
Anyway, the test was going good, till I couldn’t stop. Just couldn’t. I had this notepad for the purposes of recording my speed on that speedometer watch. The watch? Well, it’s in about fifty pieces now, but that’s the very least of my worries.
I ran, couldn’t stop. I hit something, couldn’t tell what. I’ve hit things before, usually I’m good at avoiding them. Unfortunately, I don’t think I could have avoided this thing. It hurt, a lot. Imagine a brick wall. Now imagine running into one at about 2000+ MPH. Yea, painful. What I wana know is how I LIVED through it.
But I’m not very lucky mind you.
Let me explain where I am. I’m in a forest in the southern region of South Island. Normally I’d find this place really relaxing, but not now.
I don’t know what happened. Everything’s just so still, lifeless. It’s hard to say on paper, but somebody hit the pause button, and I didn’t get the memo. Nothing is moving. All the color is gone. What’s going on here?
I have no idea. There are no noises at all. No birds singing. Nothing. Not even the sun is shining. It’s up there, I can see it. But like everything else, it’s dead.
Me? I’m fine really, the color is still there and everything.
What do I know about my situation. Well, if I try and pick up something, it bursts into flames.
What was that?
Page 3:
I’m losing it. First it was that noise, now I’m seeing things. Floating food, cheese burgers. I haven’t eaten in a day. It’s horrible.
I’ve been thinking about what’s been going on. I think I have an answer. A long winded one mind you, but still.
Anyway, I think I ran too fast. I’ve gon into another time zone of actual time, or something. I’m just still moving. That’s it, I’ve seen this on TV before. I’m moving faster than everything else. Weird.
I swear I just saw a pizza slice over there, winking at me. I’m losing it. I need food, or a way home. Please?
the rest of the page is smeared with blood
Page 4:
It hurts.
Little accident involving a cliff and an idiot (namely me). Luckily, nothing broke, but I’m about as fit to move as to fly. Man I wish something would MAKE SOME KIND OF NOISE.
Anything.
I’m going insane, I know it. I hear things all the time, but yet I don’t. It’s like someone took the silence, and turned up the volume.
I’m hungry too, with the wound and all. I won’t last more than a day.
Please, someone find me. Tails, find a way to fix this. Find me. Amy
Oh goodness I’m calling on AMY!
This notebook is the only thing besides me that can move, so I have to keep it safe. I have to try and stay sane and alive as long as I can hold it.
But it’s so very cold here, and quiet.
So very quiet.
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