Chapter 29
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22.10
I didn't sleep tonight. I don't know what would happen if I fell asleep… Would they keep watching me? Or, would they… At that thought, I shudder. The feeling I get when I feel their look is enough to make me imagine the worse. Would there be a single part of my body that wouldn't get mashed like potatoes?
At that moment, the graduation in one year and half never seemed so far.
I'll take my diary today.
Never know what might happens.
Why is time so slow?
It's been an hour I am in courses, and I clearly feel my body reached its limits.
Not only did I not sleep much recently, but the mental strain of having to permanently being on full alert is huge. I might just die from exhaustion before being killed by these mysterious men…
When did I start thinking they want to kill me?
Maybe from the start, their look induced it in me.
Fear.
That reminds me of these killing intents and instinct things in fictions.
But maybe I misunderstood.
Then, how to know that? I'll think about it…
It's been 5 minutes I am turning again and again the situation and I found a method: just simply ask!
Wow, results were immediate.
To the questions "why are you here" launched into the void, a voice, strangely answered "keeping an eye on you". I answered "you're not discreet" but inside I was like "why that killing intent at all, did they want so much to be revealed???"!
Anyway, I think I can trust her word, after all if she was in my room all this time, she had plenty of occasions to kill me several times.
That's quite scary, but I gotta sleep, can't take it anymore…
[…]
23.10
Now that I learnt they were spying me and didn't intend to do me any harm, I had much more room for other things than being on alert, like writing or studying. But I still decided to put my novel into hiatus for a while, until I discovered the truth of the matter. And, also, I'm going to sleep in courses a bit.
Now it's the afternoon. Not sleepy anymore. Boring…
My thoughts are wandering a bit from the course. This is basically why I write it right now (my diary).
While I'm thinking about it, this looks more like a logbook than a diary, but well. I call it a diary because this sounds better. And it also looks like… diarrhea! Eh, forget, maybe I should change my way to call it to logbook… Really, now diary seems to be associated to toilets in my mind…
[…]
24.10
Nothing happened this Friday [1]… But I wrote 10 chapters. I suppose I know got a big stockpile…
Slow down, myself! I'm supposed to be in hiatus!
[…]
25.10
Nothing today too, nothing happened.
I slept more than half the day… It looks like my body loves to catch up lost sleep…
I was on internet asking "Is it normal to be spied on all day long by strange people wearing back and with even some invisible in my room".
Strangely, apart "lol", "lmao", "rofl" and similar answers, I didn't have any answer.
[…]
26.10
Someone sent me a pm about my thread, a complete answer:
"If you tell the truth, you may find answers there:" followed by a link to a discussion chat channel. [2]
I joined the channel.
It was called the midnight channel.
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[1] I had to check all the school dates and not-school dates at the start of this part. There was only one possibility left with the dates I used for school corresponding to school days, so I wrote this part by relying on this calendar I put in an excel. You can see it there: http://bit.ly/2AB24dt. Basically, the date of the story can be 1975, 1980, 1986, 1997, 2003, 2008, 2014, 2025 or even 2031. You never know, I didn't let many time indicators.
[2] I won't give you precise informations YOU who is trying to place this novel in time. Well let's do that: I'm gonna release one more chapter next week if one of you guess right in the comments!
Please report us if you find any errors so we can fix it asap!
[…]
22.10
I didn't sleep tonight. I don't know what would happen if I fell asleep… Would they keep watching me? Or, would they… At that thought, I shudder. The feeling I get when I feel their look is enough to make me imagine the worse. Would there be a single part of my body that wouldn't get mashed like potatoes?
At that moment, the graduation in one year and half never seemed so far.
I'll take my diary today.
Never know what might happens.
Why is time so slow?
It's been an hour I am in courses, and I clearly feel my body reached its limits.
Not only did I not sleep much recently, but the mental strain of having to permanently being on full alert is huge. I might just die from exhaustion before being killed by these mysterious men…
When did I start thinking they want to kill me?
Maybe from the start, their look induced it in me.
Fear.
That reminds me of these killing intents and instinct things in fictions.
But maybe I misunderstood.
Then, how to know that? I'll think about it…
It's been 5 minutes I am turning again and again the situation and I found a method: just simply ask!
Wow, results were immediate.
To the questions "why are you here" launched into the void, a voice, strangely answered "keeping an eye on you". I answered "you're not discreet" but inside I was like "why that killing intent at all, did they want so much to be revealed???"!
Anyway, I think I can trust her word, after all if she was in my room all this time, she had plenty of occasions to kill me several times.
That's quite scary, but I gotta sleep, can't take it anymore…
[…]
23.10
Now that I learnt they were spying me and didn't intend to do me any harm, I had much more room for other things than being on alert, like writing or studying. But I still decided to put my novel into hiatus for a while, until I discovered the truth of the matter. And, also, I'm going to sleep in courses a bit.
Now it's the afternoon. Not sleepy anymore. Boring…
My thoughts are wandering a bit from the course. This is basically why I write it right now (my diary).
While I'm thinking about it, this looks more like a logbook than a diary, but well. I call it a diary because this sounds better. And it also looks like… diarrhea! Eh, forget, maybe I should change my way to call it to logbook… Really, now diary seems to be associated to toilets in my mind…
[…]
24.10
Nothing happened this Friday [1]… But I wrote 10 chapters. I suppose I know got a big stockpile…
Slow down, myself! I'm supposed to be in hiatus!
[…]
25.10
Nothing today too, nothing happened.
I slept more than half the day… It looks like my body loves to catch up lost sleep…
I was on internet asking "Is it normal to be spied on all day long by strange people wearing back and with even some invisible in my room".
Strangely, apart "lol", "lmao", "rofl" and similar answers, I didn't have any answer.
[…]
26.10
Someone sent me a pm about my thread, a complete answer:
"If you tell the truth, you may find answers there:" followed by a link to a discussion chat channel. [2]
I joined the channel.
It was called the midnight channel.
..
..
..
[1] I had to check all the school dates and not-school dates at the start of this part. There was only one possibility left with the dates I used for school corresponding to school days, so I wrote this part by relying on this calendar I put in an excel. You can see it there: http://bit.ly/2AB24dt. Basically, the date of the story can be 1975, 1980, 1986, 1997, 2003, 2008, 2014, 2025 or even 2031. You never know, I didn't let many time indicators.
[2] I won't give you precise informations YOU who is trying to place this novel in time. Well let's do that: I'm gonna release one more chapter next week if one of you guess right in the comments!
22.10I didn't sleep tonight. I don't know what would happen if I fell asleep Would they keep watching me? Or, would they At that thought, I shudder. The feeling I get when I feel their look is enough to make me imagine the worse. Would there be a single part of my body that wouldn't get mashed like potatoes?At that moment, the graduation in one year and half never seemed so far.I'll take my diary today.Never know what might happens.Why is time so slow?It's been an hour I am in courses, and I clearly feel my body reached its limits.Not only did I not sleep much recently, but the mental strain of having to permanently being on full alert is huge. I might just die from exhaustion before being killed by these mysterious menWhen did I start thinking they want to kill me?Maybe from the start, their look induced it in me.Fear.That reminds me of these killing intents and instinct things in fictions.But maybe I misunderstood.Then, how to know that? I'll think about itIt's been 5 minutes I am turning again and again the situation and I found a method: just simply ask!Wow, results were immediate.To the questions "why are you here" launched into the void, a voice, strangely answered "keeping an eye on you". I answered "you're not discreet" but inside I was like "why that killing intent at all, did they want so much to be revealed???"!Anyway, I think I can trust her word, after all if she was in my room all this time, she had plenty of occasions to kill me several times.That's quite scary, but I gotta sleep, can't take it anymore23.10Now that I learnt they were spying me and didn't intend to do me any harm, I had much more room for other things than being on alert, like writing or studying. But I still decided to put my novel into hiatus for a while, until I discovered the truth of the matter. And, also, I'm going to sleep in courses a bit.Now it's the afternoon. Not sleepy anymore. BoringMy thoughts are wandering a bit from the course. This is basically why I write it right now my diary.While I'm thinking about it, this looks more like a logbook than a diary, but well. I call it a diary because this sounds better. And it also looks like diarrhea! Eh, forget, maybe I should change my way to call it to logbook Really, now diary seems to be associated to toilets in my mind24.10Nothing happened this Friday 1 But I wrote 10 chapters. I suppose I know got a big stockpileSlow down, myself! I'm supposed to be in hiatus!25.10Nothing today too, nothing happened.I slept more than half the day It looks like my body loves to catch up lost sleepI was on internet asking "Is it normal to be spied on all day long by strange people wearing back and with even some invisible in my room".Strangely, apart "lol", "lmao", "rofl" and similar answers, I didn't have any answer.26.10Someone sent me a pm about my thread, a complete answer:"If you tell the truth, you may find answers there:" followed by a link to a discussion chat channel. 2I joined the channel.It was called the midnight channel.......1 I had to check all the school dates and not-school dates at the start of this part. There was only one possibility left with the dates I used for school corresponding to school days, so I wrote this part by relying on this calendar I put in an excel. You can see it there: http://bit.ly/2AB24dt. Basically, the date of the story can be 1975, 1980, 1986, 1997, 2003, 2008, 2014, 2025 or even 2031. You never know, I didn't let many time indicators.2 I won't give you precise informations YOU who is trying to place this novel in time. Well let's do that: I'm gonna release one more chapter next week if one of you guess right in the comments!
