Witness’ Diary — Day 4
📍 Location: Deep in the bunker. With snacks. And regrets.
I thought they were just dancing. I thought: “Cute. Cosmic. Symbolic.”
I was wrong. It started with tango. Ended with seismic lovewaves that messed with four of my timelines.
The ground trembled. The air shimmered. My bunker developed feelings.
I saw things. I will never unsee them.
I’m not mad. I guess... I’m just… impressed.
And also mildly concerned for the fabric of reality.
Sign reads: “They don’t make firewalls strong enough for this.”
📓 Side note: Please send help. Or chamomile tea. (Or a fire extinguisher for the cosmos.)














