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On the 19th of February 2014, at my house I decided in order to fulfill myself, I had to do something, no matter the nature. I am a bored Journalist.
That's when I turned on my computer, when I pressed the start button, it felt an unusually strange feeling of boredom, I could smell the CPUs burning in the old computer, It was like burnt pizza when my nose reacted to the smell. I was surfing through the web when I was looking for recent events. I stumbled upon The Civil War Going on on South Sudan. Genius! I quickly hasted up from my bed. And looked about the situation on my computer for more info. I did not care about all the warnings.
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It is 20th of February 2014, a day later, I have gotten my Visa for South Sudan, and headed to an airport from London to Ethiopia, and then to Juba, South Sudan's capital. It was a boring journey, I must admit, the food on the airport was good though, I must admit.
When I was in Juba in the 21st of February, It was a new word there, war was rampant, and I was quickly in hiding. I had a small camera and a Journalist's Pass from the South Sudan Government to record there. I quickly took several photos and some audio recordings, along with 2 or 4 videos, in the span of an hour, things were getting out of hand, I made my way out to the other side in an abandoned apartment and decided to settle down there for these 2 days.
I also bought some MREs, just in case, I would not want to buy (likely) posioned food from the locals here, which weren't all that friendly when they looked at me, but I still thought make them companions (possibly)
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I went out at night this evening, to explore the city alone, I found a mass grave for what seemed to be 200-400 dead people, likely civilian massacres.
When in doubt, remember I still had my Journalist's Pass, and took some photos here and there for the documents. I met some locals here and there, we had a long and fun conversation, I guess they were my only friends (and protectors) from South Sudan.
Suddenly, there came something... A wind, not just a normal wind, but a freezing one. a sheer malice of which I cannot describe.
It came from the southwest, the direction where I was heading. It was an oddly weird occurence. Because the atmosphere was so cold.
Then suddenly, an entity appeared, a masked... puppet, with a black suit and a white mask with a smiley face.
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I did not survive.
That's when I turned on my computer, when I pressed the start button, it felt an unusually strange feeling of boredom, I could smell the CPUs burning in the old computer, It was like burnt pizza when my nose reacted to the smell. I was surfing through the web when I was looking for recent events. I stumbled upon The Civil War Going on on South Sudan. Genius! I quickly hasted up from my bed. And looked about the situation on my computer for more info. I did not care about all the warnings.
...
It is 20th of February 2014, a day later, I have gotten my Visa for South Sudan, and headed to an airport from London to Ethiopia, and then to Juba, South Sudan's capital. It was a boring journey, I must admit, the food on the airport was good though, I must admit.
When I was in Juba in the 21st of February, It was a new word there, war was rampant, and I was quickly in hiding. I had a small camera and a Journalist's Pass from the South Sudan Government to record there. I quickly took several photos and some audio recordings, along with 2 or 4 videos, in the span of an hour, things were getting out of hand, I made my way out to the other side in an abandoned apartment and decided to settle down there for these 2 days.
I also bought some MREs, just in case, I would not want to buy (likely) posioned food from the locals here, which weren't all that friendly when they looked at me, but I still thought make them companions (possibly)
...
I went out at night this evening, to explore the city alone, I found a mass grave for what seemed to be 200-400 dead people, likely civilian massacres.
When in doubt, remember I still had my Journalist's Pass, and took some photos here and there for the documents. I met some locals here and there, we had a long and fun conversation, I guess they were my only friends (and protectors) from South Sudan.
Suddenly, there came something... A wind, not just a normal wind, but a freezing one. a sheer malice of which I cannot describe.
It came from the southwest, the direction where I was heading. It was an oddly weird occurence. Because the atmosphere was so cold.
Then suddenly, an entity appeared, a masked... puppet, with a black suit and a white mask with a smiley face.
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I did not survive.
