Fuck 2 Electric Fuckaloo

 Alright hello.

Hannah here, Malik let me type up this next post because he says he doesn't care enough to do it and also because he thinks it will help me relieve some stress that I've been under.

Not going to lie, right now it isn't helping shit, my hands are shaking, my ears are humming and the heat is overwhelming. But I'll keep on typing despite that, because quite frankly it's nice to do something familiar in a place where nothing makes any sense. Brings back that aura of normalcy y'know?

Oh also, Fell! I'm sorry that I couldn't reply to your comments both on my blog and Mal's! I tried, but this place does some wonky shit with the internet. I'm very happy to see that you're still kicking too! Hope it stays that way for a long time.

Oh also also, the reason I'm posting on Malik's blog from his account is because I'm not dumb enough to log into my account and potentially compromise G's web security.

Speaking of G, not going to lie, kind of disheartening not seeing any comments from him, or anything at all. Was kind of hoping that he wouldn't just leave me in trouble, I mean I know that I put myself in this situation completely disregarding his warnings and rules. But I still thought that he wasn't cold enough to just leave me on my own, but that's G for you, he's always been fairly distant, that doesn't mean I've given up hope or anything, I sincerely believe that G's a good guy. The silence just kind of stings, y'know?

Maybe this writing thing is working a bit, hands stopped shaking despite the loud crackling noises in the distance, gonna ask Malik what to write about next.

Ok so he says that he didn't catch you guys up on what happened after we got to this hellhole.

I guess I'll do that although I might fuck a few details up, because everything was a bit overwhelming, still is.

First thing I remember was hurting from the fall, not sure where I fell from or from what type of height, all I know is that it hurt. Trying to stand up two things immediately stood out, the pure white grass that was underneath me and trouble breathing. Gasping for air was very difficult, it's as if I was just barely above water, slowly drowning, only replace the coolness of water with the hotness of lava and you have a somewhat accurate description of my slow suffocation. I thought I was going to pass out so in confusion I tried to find any kind of sign of normalcy, so I looked up to the sky. There was no sky, not any kind of sky that I've ever seen, there was nothing but a purely red, blinding light surrounding the fucked up, black and white forest we were in.

Staring upward would begin to slowly hurt, that's when I felt a hand shoving my head from the back into the ground, stopping just short of the white grass. Somehow, through the painful humming in my ears I could hear his voice, instructing me, telling me not to look up for too long, that it disorients, can even permanently blind you. Malik then proceeded to instruct me on breathing, to slow down, calm down, realize that I'm not suffocating, it's just that breathing takes a little bit more effort here. We sat in that spot for a few minutes, Malik obviously giving me a chance to get a grip.

He then tapped me on the shoulder and told me that we had to start moving. Easier said than done, standing up was what seemed like at the time an impossible chore. It's as if some kind of invisible force was pushing me down towards the ground, I still managed to get to my feet, but moving was going to be awkward on account of my legs shaking just from trying to stand. That's when Malik hoisted one of my arms over his shoulder and helped me move, saying that the more I move, the more I get used to the pressure.

I'm proud to say that I have indeed gotten better at it, this place is weird, sometimes the pressure changes and it can almost knock me down back to the ground, but overall I seem to have adapted to the whole walking bit in this fucked up place.

Luckily for me we haven't seen anything too fucked up, y'know, apart from the fact that the whole place doesn't make any sense. But luckily nothing grotesque or dangerous so far. The only thing that stood out is what looked like an abandoned village that Malik shuffled my ass through. Parts of old looking, wooden houses seemed to be sticking out of the ground, strewn about this field that we just so happened to be going through, the wood pitch black just like all the trees in this hellhole. Did somebody actually live here at some point? If so then how? I wanted to ask all of those questions, but Malik was clearly straining whilst helping me move, so I wasn't going to add to it by distracting him with questions that I most likely wouldn't get any answers to.

The creepiest shit so far would have to be the whispers. They seem to come from various directions and differ in volume, sometimes you can barely hear them and sometimes it feels as if the source of the whispers is just a few meters away. Whenever it would sound like the latter Malik would either force us to fall to the ground and stay motionless until the whispers passed, or find some kind of shelter, which is exactly what we're doing right now. He says that those whispers belong to creatures that him and the Proxies refer to as "The Denizens". From what I've read and what Malik told me, those are the creatures that inhabit this place and although they have a humanoid figure, everything else about them is terrifying. Skinny, hunched over creatures, their sharp bones nearly poking out from underneath their skin, said skin being so thin that you can see through it but only when light is shone directly upon them, otherwise their bodies appear completely dark, big black voids for eyes but again only when light is shone upon them otherwise they shine white in the darkness, sharp teeth, long claws. Basically two words: Nightmare Fuel.

Another weird thing I noticed, like I said we're currently sheltering ourselves in this cave we ran into. Reason for it is because the whispers began to get close again, so we ran into this cave and stayed put until they disappeared. However as I've said before, usually right after we avoid the whispers and they seem to slowly fade into the distance, we would always hear a loud crackling sound. It was faint at first, but it's been getting progressively louder the further we journeyed. Malik says he has no idea what that is, which worries me considering he's the experienced one with this place.

He's saying that we're going to need to start moving now, so this is where I will sign off.

Wish us luck, cause things just got a bit creepier, I'm pretty sure I'm hearing bells.