Something Old Something New Something Borrowed Something Blue

[Don Coyote]

This is so full of shuddering scariness.

[Freeky]

Clouds - non-storming kind - move in the sky.  The sun peeks out in sudden bursts, then hides again.  Down below, a new page is showing.  Looks like this one was one of the last entries, but not THE last.

Son in Heaven!  Things are spiralling out of control.  We have almost no time left to stop the higher ups, and the Pigs are on the lookout for us.  Have to keep moving, and fast.  We had to stop, because Bunny is in shock, we think, after watching Tommy die.  The Pigs' pigs ate him alive, man.  He never had a chance. 

But we found out what we need to try to do, finally.  We found a silo, and we think that's where they're keeping it.  I don't exactly know what "it" is, nor what we'll do when we get there.  I just hope Jack can keep it together for a little while longer.  I think he's starting to lose it.  Ever since the forest-swamp, and what we found there, he's not been right.  It breaks my heart.

Got to get some sleep.  Been days, almost, since I had the time.  We'll have a few hours, and then we'll get up and leave.

Overhead, the afternoon sky is a bright red.  It's been that way since morning, actually.  Every morning.

[Freeky]

Well, I'm glad I'm getting the tone right, at least.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Eeegh. Arm-hairs standing up.

[Freeky]

Bump for easy finding.

[Freeky]

Time has passed, or maybe not.  It's hard to tell when everything stays the same.

But apparently some time has passed.  A new page is open.  An earlier one, it looks like.


We were on our way to the next city today.  Before we got there, though, we found a small camp of underclass.  I remembered that my gramma told me once that everyone, even the underclasses, got their sicknesses treated.  I think my gramma must have really been losing it those last few years she was with us. 

Anyway.  It was really scary, because we didn't know how to get around them, and everyone knows that if you go near an underclassman and go to a big city you'll start an epidemic that will wipe out the entire population.  That's why the Pigs have orders to shoot anyone who doesn't belong.  They usually do it on sight, so as to prevent much travelling. 

We were coming over this hill, right, and this awful stench hit us.  That was our first hint that we were in trouble.  It smelled like amonia, and dead bodies, and I don't know how else to describe it, only that it was sad and desperate.  There were shacks made of rusted sheet metal, and trash everywhere.  We decided we had to walk through after a while, because there was no way through. 

What we didn't know when we decided that that there were Pigs watching them and making sure they didn't leave the area.


It seems that this entry is continued on the next page.  Hours pass, and winds hotter than the air howl and moan, but the pages of the journal are barely touched.

[Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.]

moreMOREmore!MOREmoreMORE!

[Elder Iptuous]

Good stuff, Freeky!

talent!

[Freeky]

A gentle, steady breeze is blowing.  flip


We walked along the river, there was a river, I remember seeing it and smelling it and remembering how my teachers always told us that the underclassmen live in filth because they don't WANT to learn to be clean and sanitary.  I don't think I ever quite believed it, and after experiencing it in person I definitely didn't believe it. 

We felt them watching us.  The underclassmen, I mean.  We didn't see them though, I think they were hiding.  We didn't stop to think about it very much, because we heard some thunder in the distance and figured we had better hurry up or get caught in a storm.  We were right, but it was different than that. 

The encampment was built on either side of the river, so we basically had to march through the middle.  It went on for about a mile - quite small, compared to others I've heard of, but very dense, it was surprising to me - and we were almost out the other side when this guy comes up to us.  He's this big guy, and he says to us "Hey. What are you doing in my town?"  "We're just passing through, mister," said Jack.  "I just bet you are, kid.  Just backpacking through an underclass city, is that it?"  "No," said me, "we're just... um..."  "Just what?"

I didn't really know what to say.  What were we doing?  There is really only one thing I want to accomplish, and only one way I could think of how to say it.  I hung my head, already embarrassed. "We're gonna save the world, mister."  Dude roared, actually roared, in laughter. 


The page flips again, but it's become too dark to read the next page.


(I am totally going to finish the story THIS WEEK.  Promise.  It's just, you know, 2 in the morning and I have a final in a few hours.) 

[Freeky]

Just to reiterate, I know now what this story is, and most of the bits between what you've read, and I will finish it this week.

See if you can guess what it is precisely.  It'll be fun! 

[Suu]

YAY!

[Luna]

Holy shit, Freeky, this is excellent.

Good luck on the finals, then finish, plz? 

[Juana]

Freeeky! Dude! I don't know how I missed this last time around. Good lord.

[Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.]

Can't wait to see the rest!

[Freeky]

Yeah, sorry about the 8 months of not working on this.