Sorry about my lack of posting. I've been forced to take up a part-time job to cover loose ends. The money I inherited from my grandfather didn't disappear or anything, its just that I never got around to sorting out the paperwork to take possession of it, seeing as how the crazy things going on in the house at the time pushed it out of my mind. Its kind of dull, but after the craziness of the past two years, that suits me just fine.
The main thing I wanted to let you guys in on was the situation with the Parliament. I'm still not 100% sure who it is that's possessing me from time to time (though I have my suspicions), but it would appear that they can't get at me anymore, or at least not as easily. They've been riding my back for a while now so its nice to not have to deal with cosmic censorship. I'm still watching my back in case they're actually going to do more than talk about killing me of course.
The way the museum was presented in my dreams and the way it really happened is still on my mind. But if my next plan works, I think I might be able to find out the answer. But we will see...
Saturday, June 21, 2014
Monday, June 2, 2014
The Museum (Part 2)
Sorry about the delay, life upside down and all that.
I ended my last post on a cliffhanger, and you're all waiting on the edge of your seats for the thrilling conclusion to... okay I can't keep this up. I'm sorry to disappoint everyone who was expecting a thrilling tale of fighting N in the void and barely escaping with my life, but the conclusion is actually quite dull:
He disappeared and I woke up under an overpass.
Yah, that's it. I really do wish I had a cooler way to end the story but it seems that even now my life is more mundane than the stuff you see in the movies. On the plus side, I found a pleasant surprise when I came to: another copy of my father's book Walking Beneath the Sky. 'Big Deal!' you say, 'You already have a copy!' That's what I thought at first too. But when I brought out my original copy (to compare the two and see which one was in better shape), they sprung together as if they were magnetically attracted, and seamlessly melded into a single larger book, now entitled Forever Walking Beneath the Burning Sky.
As you are no doubt aware, normal books don't do that, so once more: Strange thing. No explanation. NOBODY CARES.
I haven't really noticed anything too different in the book at this point, other than the things make more sense, but that is probably just due to the fact that I'm going crazy. Still, I'll keep checking it to figure out where I'm going to end up next.
I ended my last post on a cliffhanger, and you're all waiting on the edge of your seats for the thrilling conclusion to... okay I can't keep this up. I'm sorry to disappoint everyone who was expecting a thrilling tale of fighting N in the void and barely escaping with my life, but the conclusion is actually quite dull:
He disappeared and I woke up under an overpass.
Yah, that's it. I really do wish I had a cooler way to end the story but it seems that even now my life is more mundane than the stuff you see in the movies. On the plus side, I found a pleasant surprise when I came to: another copy of my father's book Walking Beneath the Sky. 'Big Deal!' you say, 'You already have a copy!' That's what I thought at first too. But when I brought out my original copy (to compare the two and see which one was in better shape), they sprung together as if they were magnetically attracted, and seamlessly melded into a single larger book, now entitled Forever Walking Beneath the Burning Sky.
As you are no doubt aware, normal books don't do that, so once more: Strange thing. No explanation. NOBODY CARES.
I haven't really noticed anything too different in the book at this point, other than the things make more sense, but that is probably just due to the fact that I'm going crazy. Still, I'll keep checking it to figure out where I'm going to end up next.
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