#ulundai

[help-me-professor-kokonoe]

*The paper is written on with pictures* Meat, skull, more meat, mushrooms, a stick, a cat, mushrooms, meat, a can, a door, a star, more meat, and a fork.

[help-me-professor-kokonoe]

Day ?: *The handwriting is sloppy, as if written by a drunk* Found light... pillars... grow... *vomit stain* mushrooms... SO MUCH MUSHROOMS... glowing mushrooms, everywheres! Mushrooms taste funny. Need remember not eat too many. Mushrooms make sick. Sick bad. Sick make mushrooms come back.

[help-me-professor-kokonoe]

Day 6... or is it 7?: All sources of time are gone. Day, night, days, weeks... I don't even know anymore. Only darkness. Filled with the monsters of this world... Lucas is becoming Schizophrenic. I'm sure of it. He's losing it. He's following me. He keeps on following me... he's out to get me, I'm sure of it. I don't think Lucas is going to make it. I don't think I'M going to make it. I don't even know where I'm trying to get to anymore...

[help-me-professor-kokonoe]

I can has chips?

No, but you can have some shit.

[help-me-professor-kokonoe]

Speaking of trap doors... could you send down my meds? Kinda need those.

Hmm....how about no?

[help-me-professor-kokonoe]

Your name is now Katzenfell. As in 'Katzenfell, let me out of your basement that smells like dead animals.'

Kill yourself, shit for brains!

[help-me-professor-kokonoe]

Kokonoe, why are there so many naked dolls in your basement? Er... woops, I meant paralyzed women. And don't say I'm lying, I'm still stuck down here :L

Because piss off.

[help-me-professor-kokonoe]

*Texts Kokonoe* It's dark down here D:

*texts back* Good.