fuck off with these titles

Going to go over the border.

The fuck does that mean?

The preachy, nutjob apparently has some kind of border established around his fortress, you can only go that far before his traps end and you wander out into the uncharted parts of The Path.

The fact that he thinks his border matters, shows how little he understands, this place shifts and morphs on it's own whim, today his border can cover a lot of land, tomorrow less, day after that his border might just disappear. So for the first time since our stop here, I'm going to go beyond it, tired of sitting on my hands and let the hunger, and thirst finally begin to creep in. Need to get out of here and in order to do that I need to find Franky, ignore what Hannah says, its not about me worrying about him, this place is more natural to him than our own world, for all the training the Proxy organizations provided us back in the day nobody could even come close to the level of efficiency that Franky seemed to have when navigating this place.

Why would I worry for his well being? That sort of thing is reserved for friends and I'm not worthy of being his friend, I'm cursed him out when he was looking out for me, I'm the one who dragged him into the mess with the bandaged idiot...

I'm one of the people responsible for her death, worse I was the initiator of the events that led to her death

im the saboteur

And now I got another person into this mess and the only way I will get her out is if I find Franky.

So that's why I'm so eager to find him Hannah, not because I'm worried about him, but because I need him to get you out of here and the longer I sit in that nutjob's monastery, the less chance I have of finding your way out.

So don't look for me, don't go out there alone, it's too dangerous, I was trained for this shit, I have an idea of what I'm doing, whereas you have never been here before, you'll get lost in seconds. Stay here with the nutjob, if things start to get hairy, grab any weapons you can and hightail it out of here, I'll find you.

Fuck 4: The Big Fuckowski

WE'RE ALIVE!

I have absolutely no idea how considering all the shit that transpired, but we're kicking. Yes, all of us.

I don't know how long it's been in here, when everything looks the same it's kind of impossible to tell the passage of time, hell I'm not sure if time even passes here, or if it just stands still. I'm more worried about the supposed time difference between here and our world, I hope it's not 20XX out there by the time we get out, I don't want to be in a Megaman timeline.

So, Father Garrick is an... interesting person. We've been staying in his makeshift fortress for quite some time now. Malik keeps insisting that we keep on moving, that it's not safe to stay with a "religious lunatic" but it's obvious why he is so restless and eager to leave, although he will never admit to it, he wants to find Franky. We've been having regular arguments about our next steps, I for one think it's an idiotic idea to wander around blindly this hellhole, aimlessly looking for an exit, or Franky. He thinks otherwise and keeps insisting that he knows what he is doing, that he is far more experienced in navigating The Path and that I don't know what I'm talking about. It's been quite a regular back and forth, and I really don't want to talk about it any further because I get enough of it every 2 hours or so.

So let's talk about Father Garrick, despite what Malik says about him, one fact rings true, the entire time we've been here, we've been relatively safe, dude fortified his makeshift fortress really well. It's like he has a neverending supply of booby traps surrounding the place and every few hours I can hear the whispers of Denizens get louder, meaning that they're getting closer, then an explosion in the distance, or a large thump, or just a shriek from said Denizens erupts in the distance, and suddenly the whispers fade.

Food-wise, we're not doing so great, truth be told I haven't felt hungry since the moment I fell in here, which according to Malik is normal, apparently feelings of hunger, fatigue and exhaustion set in slowly in here, but when they do, they do so suddenly and at the same time, so yeah, not looking forward to that. But it seems like Father Garrick's been here long enough for all of that to take it's toll on him, his solution? He cooks and eats the limbs of Denizens he kills, even offered us some, we politely turned down his kind offer, who knows what kind of hell the meat of a Denizen can do to your stomach, no thank you.

As for Father Garrick himself... I don't like to speak rudely of the man that saved us and was so generous to house us, but a bit of what Malik says about him is true, he really is a bit of a religious fanatic. He regularly cites various passages from the bible whether he is engaged in a casual conversation, or if he is busy blowing the Denizen's heads off with his rifle. Apart from that he comes off as a fairly normal person, but also does tend to talk to himself, quoting various passages from the bible, sometimes even just randomly cackling to himself. 

I offered to him to join us in finding a way out, but to my surprise he declined. He believes that he was sent here for a reason, to be God's instrument against the various Demons that inhabit this hell, yeah, he actually believes that he is within Hell itself. But there's a reason for his mental deterioration, apart from the fact that he's been trapped here for God knows how long, originally he wasn't here alone. He had a group of his own, all kids compared to him and apparently, traveled and survived together, until one of their members turned on them and sabotaged the group from the inside. When he was telling us all of this, I could see Malik tense up, it was obvious why. But yeah, betrayed by one of their own, some members of his group were killed off in the confusion, the rest along with him were chased down into The Path, where he's been ever since. During their first days within The Path, not only did they have the misfortune of learning about the nature of The Path and trying to adapt to it, but were also actively being hunted down not only by the Denizens, but also by the Proxy group that was after them, including the traitor. Through this endless game of cat and mouse, little by little Father Garrick would lose every member of his group, so you can imagine the level of grief and trauma he had to go through.

He says that he long since took care of the Proxy group that robbed him of his Family (His runner group), even managing to kill the betrayer in the process, whom he claims he has forgiven long before he took his life. At this Malik would explode at him, calling him a naive idiot, I tried my best to calm him down because insulting a guy who is already a little unstable is not the greatest idea, not to mention super fucking rude considering he is sharing his safe house with us. But luckily Father Garrick didn't take offense, instead proclaiming that he feels pity for Malik and that he has a great deal of his personal demons to confront before passing judgment onto anyone else. Malik would just storm off, I tried to follow him but he would tell me to fuck off.

That was quite a bit ago, but the effects of that conversation are still here, Malik hasn't been as argumentative for a while.

But I can't really complain, gives me some peace and quiet, tried talking to him about what clearly bothered him in that conversation, but I'm sure you can predict his reaction to me trying to reach out.

So yeah... not much else to say, honestly I just can't wait to get out of here, place still creeps me the fuck out.