The Void

"Entry 1: Thank god I found you! God knows how long I would have lasted in this place without having a way to write down my thoughts. I forget easily, my peers would tell you. To be honest I would have wanted something better, like my voice recorder, but I just kept praying that I could at least have something. And there you were, a few inches away from the rubble of a broken building, a notebook in perfect condition! 

"I've just been wandering around this place. It looks like I'm completely alone. Just need to wait. Not sure for what, but need to stay here, be patient.

"First off, where do I begin? It's hard to keep track of how long I've been here. One second the sun goes up and down like it usually does and when I'm not looking it starts slowing down or speeding up. I gave up some time ago. Did I forget to tell you that everything's gray here? When nighttime comes, which sometimes takes as long as an hour and sometimes like half a day, the landscape isn't that dark. There are no stars at night, nothing shooting light down here after what looks like the Sun has passed over the horizon. Just looks like the shade of grey turns darker. I can see everything completely fine, but I know in my head that daytime's over.

"The few trees I see appear to be like pines, but completely static in posture. There's no breeze to move the leaves, no squirrels or birds to make the place feel alive. Goes without saying that the entire place feels dead, aside from me. It feels so wrong here, I feel like I'm going to get sick. 

"Looks like I've been dropped in the middle of this boulevard, with skyscraper buildings dotted around randomly with not much sense, most of them missing pieces or just straight up collapsed and broken. The streets start and end randomly, machines aren't working at all, and there's a blur covering up everything some distance away in every direction. Looks like a fog, but when I walk towards it it looks like it keeps staying at the distance. Something else, then.

"It's too quiet. I feel like my ears are gonna blow up. There's no sound, there's nothing. Have I gone deaf? I was clapping my hands a couple of days ago, clapped again a bit earlier, stomped as hard as I could on the ground. There's nothing, there's really nothing. At least I can still feel, can smell, can see. Can taste? Let me try.

"Something was roaring over there. Look's like a mountain? Back to silence right after. Note to self, don't go there.

"Entry 2: Christ I need to get my thoughts in order before I forget. How the hell did I get here? There I was, with my team, I think. Lucy, Grant, Rum. Mission was to take down this Sign they called Destroyer. Uhh... we had her cornered, was gonna blow her head up. Easy, just like that, no problem. She started crying, started talking about her wanting to hold back or something, about never attacking other people. I, uh, we started laughing at her, taunting her. In hindsight, god awful idea, not one of my brightest moments. She shot us with her lasers, and we thought we were safe. Record logs show that she never hurt any living thing before, that her lasers could only wipe out non-living things from existence. I remember backing up, watching if the ceiling was gonna fall down, when I caught Rum with his torso missing, and Lucy gone from head to shin. 

"I've seen lots of shit before, but it hits different when it's someone you've worked with. That being said, where the hell am I? A pocket dimension? A different world? A nightmare? 

"Entry 3 : Wonder how Mom and Dad are. Wonder how my friend's are doing while I'm gone.

"Entry 4: You know what really pisses me off? How everyone's always looking up to me. It's fucking god damn annoying. I see them, saying shit like, 'That's my captain, so beautiful, so smart.' I don't have the answers! I'm a stupid chicken, only good for killing and nothing else (though turns out I'm not that good in that too.)

"Entry 5: I miss everyone so much. But I got to be strong! There's a way out of this, I'm sure of it. You got this Amanda.

"Entry 6: I think I saw something earlier. I'm not sure if I was hallucinating but it felt pretty vivid. There I was sleeping on a hammock when out of the corner of my head I saw this thing dancing around, a little white rooster twisting, kicking one foot into the air then kicking with the other. The moment I looked at him the bastard blew up, popped like a balloon with if it hit a cactus or something. All the time I kept thinking, was that real? 

"I'm so hungry. I miss fried chicken. Miss that crunch, dip it in gravy, yum. 

"I'm going to lose my mind. How long have I been here already? There's no sound, there's no nothing. This city makes no sense, nothing makes any sense!

"Entry 7: Is this where everything Destroyer blows up goes to? That would explain the chicken! Maybe there's someone else here. I need to find out. I'm walking in the opposite direction of where the roaring came from. There's nothing left here anyways...

"Entry 8: This place makes no sense geographically, at least that's for sure. It took a while to reach the edge of this city, but I can see now that there's a clear line where the city ends and the next block of land begins. I can see the exact area where the cement ends and the forest grass starts to begin. 

"It's so damn quiet! I started singing to myself, but it feels like I'm singing in a completely open area. My voice feels so small and so distant. 

"I'm going to walk through the forest now. If nothing else, I've started mapping the place already. Maybe it could be useful for somebody else who's unlucky enough to get blasted to this god forsaken area. Truth be told, I really need this. It's so hard here. I wanna go back home. Or any place but here.

"Entry 9: I'm not getting out of here, am I?

"Entry 10: I hope someone kills Destroyer soon. I'm sure that would be the end of it! That that's all it takes! Can't wait. Can't wait. Can't wait to go back home!"