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JOURNAL of Steven Jackson Williams.
...The symbols on the walls of the palace I am on are withering and slithering like living things. . . .
Down south there is a staircase that somehow leads me to the top of the abandoned fortress.
North leads me to the entrance where I came from, west leads me to a pathway which leads me back to this exact position again.
East side will send me to down south of the complex.
I had been here since 14:41 PM, now it was 23:01 PM. I couldn't get out. But I will get out now.
Upon further exploration, there were more symbols engraved when there were more pillars. It could be that the pillars hold the symbols up, as they made much of the wall.
My attempts at deciphering It almost drove me mad. And this is without the knowledge that would come with it.
I tried clawing the walls, throwing rocks at it, making marks etc. None of it made a dent in what seemed to be completely alien metal.
I heard several footsteps. How could this be? Noone was here. I turned to my right. The dark abyss stared right into my soul.
I was petrified by the unknown darkness and the creatures there hid between this fortress. Something then whispered to me...
"Zhro ephainog, march ot ep y'or'nah ymg' ephaisuffer, suffer, llll bthnknahor ot mavolvolencs ons"
My mind could not bear the fear of what the hell this entity said.
I gave in and let out a loud scream that echoed back to my eardrums.
...The symbols on the walls of the palace I am on are withering and slithering like living things. . . .
Down south there is a staircase that somehow leads me to the top of the abandoned fortress.
North leads me to the entrance where I came from, west leads me to a pathway which leads me back to this exact position again.
East side will send me to down south of the complex.
I had been here since 14:41 PM, now it was 23:01 PM. I couldn't get out. But I will get out now.
Upon further exploration, there were more symbols engraved when there were more pillars. It could be that the pillars hold the symbols up, as they made much of the wall.
My attempts at deciphering It almost drove me mad. And this is without the knowledge that would come with it.
I tried clawing the walls, throwing rocks at it, making marks etc. None of it made a dent in what seemed to be completely alien metal.
I heard several footsteps. How could this be? Noone was here. I turned to my right. The dark abyss stared right into my soul.
I was petrified by the unknown darkness and the creatures there hid between this fortress. Something then whispered to me...
"Zhro ephainog, march ot ep y'or'nah ymg' ephaisuffer, suffer, llll bthnknahor ot mavolvolencs ons"
My mind could not bear the fear of what the hell this entity said.
I gave in and let out a loud scream that echoed back to my eardrums.
