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@wanderingthronevirus
Introduction 📌
Hi. I am Wandering Throne Virus. Not my real name but one you can use. I am traveler, scholar and something else. I am also madmen in other people eyes. Yet I rather be insane person in sea of sane people then be sane person in sea of insane people. I am writing my log here. My experience. So if you are curious give it look.
Log:
Introduction
Log 1
Log 2
Log 3
Log 4
Log 5
Log 6
Log 7
Log 8
Log 9
Log 10
Log 11
Log 12
Log 13
Log 13 - Triangle People
When my eyes shot open I felt like I woke from bad dream into another bad dream. I just had hard time understanding their reasons. If they wanted to transform me why not just do it? Why go through all these problems? But asking these questions I was just avoiding reading these knowledge again. Because if I did there would be no escape from reality that just happened. Once I looked I would need to accept that my mind just entered something that looked to be formed by my imagination. So I refused to look, yet when I heard sound of man crying I was unable to look up at the sight for long. On the ground man was still there, his body half gone by my own accord. Invisible force that was entire time in me then started to observe these knowledge I gained. It moved on it's own once more yet this time I didn't stop it. I could not. Slowly it came into man and melted him down, carefully it forded him before another invisible force took care of him. Small pyramid next to me took that triangle and put it into one of the buildings. Only when I saw their knowledge did I know these buildings weren't just buildings but mass graves of honor. Closing my eyes I wanted to avoid cruel truth but it was before me. Invisible force then scanned another knowledge I gained and I started to cry as well. Not just because another person just died because of me but because I was slowly becoming more of not myself. Looking at the blood coming from me I howled. It was black. Thick like mercury. It was everywhere. Tricking down my hands. "I don't want this." I cried. Hoped. But all these pyramids just watched same way as all people before did. They were not hollow as I though before. They were just afraid of change. They did not try to accept knowledge and fought them because they knew. All of them knew. They just didn't tell me because it was too late. I cried like child, hand holding my face. Fury and anger coursed through my blood. They changed me! They changed me! I repeated it in my head. Again like some broken recorder. Yet in moment of clarity I realized it was not so bad. Small pyramid floated next to me as I pushed myself from ground. I looked at it and it looked at me. One day, that would be me. I shuddered at the though and quickly avoided gazing at it. That day would not come soon. At least I hoped. I then looked around and saw all people were already gone. They escaped. I wanted to rush to them but invisible force stopped me. I could no longer return, no longer say I am sorry. Small pyramid then ascended from ground and in process it took me with it. We penetrated clouds with less then minimum effort. Beyond it was fortress shaped like triangle. That would be my new home for some time.
Log 12 - Triangle People
Floating next to me it radiated sense of authority. Yet it just floated. That however changed after minute of me observing it. With invisible force spreading from it's center I sensed it to make connection with me. I accepted that connection. What followed was my mind turning off. There no better way to describe it. At that moment I don't know how much time passed I was just sure it did. Deep down I was aware of everything happening to me. My brain just was unable to remember what. When my brain was turned on I no longer was in city but in giant steel fortress. Walls of pure steel surrounded me. Yet what almost made me breathless was simple truth I figured our after I turned around. There was no wall where i looked and what was behind it was void. Endless, dark, void. There between it was small planet. It was small as dust. "What?" I wasn't just confused. I was shocked so much I was unable to think. Invisible force then came inside of me turning me back to the left where three pyramids floated in air. They reflected in my eyes like mirrors, their mathematical hymn making my brain tremble. New wave of information then passed my brain. Bigger than anytime before, talking about things I should not have known. When I read them using mathematical equation I trembled as I looked up. "No!" I said but three pyramids continued to float in air. They did not ask for his opinion nor his permission. They just were there, watching. "You are sick!" I rose from ground. My voice echoed through the void. The knowledge in my head however continued to unravel themselves. All of it surrounded just two topic. How to turn living into triangle and how to birth new pyramids. Both were complex, but it was second one that made me almost go mad. That was because second thing did not describe birth but rebirth. Entire process was painful transformation. Trembling I looked at the triangle on my wrist. So this was why I became so cold inside. Yet deep down something kept telling me that was my original personality. "NO!" I roared for last time in defiance. Moment later I was pushed out of the ship my mind returning to my body that was still on earth.
Log 11 - Triangle People
"Stop it! Please!" I roared to the sky hoping these beings would hear me. Yet no answer came. Invisible force continued to ravage men body and same thing that happened before happened once over again. I felt like child put into circle being told to follow the line. Furry ignited in my heart and my blood boiled like raging inferno. At that time my judgement was clouded and I was unable to think strait. All that was on my though was if this man didn't attack me would I be in this situation? Why should I feel bad about killing him? He attacked me first! I knew these though were bad, I felt it clearly but I was unable to contain my furry. Feeling state of man through the invisible force did not help in slightness. At that moment man was just too weak. Too feeble. Like twig I could break in second. I didn't realize how much that power was changing me. Yet I noticed my veins turning black. Another thing I noticed was that numbers continued to appear in my mind. Counting them, connecting them, forming them into new equation calmed me down. But the invisible force did not stop breaking man. Screams and howls. Man started to beg, he tried to say something but through the pain came nothing but animal sound. Watching him felt almost satisfying. That was when I realized something was wrong. Very wrong. Containing myself I knelt down to the man and started to try to drag invisible force out of him. Nothing helped. Man continued to twitch and howl. That sound drilling into my brain halting the forming of the numbers. I grabbed my head trying to ignore the sound coming from his mouth. "Shut up!" I roared. Man continued to howl. Furry filled me. Invisible force moved just as my deep mind wished. "No!" I wanted to stop it. Yet when I did, it was already late. One of man hand exploded, his screams turning into echo of pain. Knowing any semblance of emotions would make this worse I cowered my ears and closed my eyes. Imagining my bed, my home, my mom, my cat I tried to forgot about the man and about this reality I was in. Slowly everything came to halt. Darkness consumed my psyche. For while everything was silent. In that silence he heard the song of the math, still coursing through his brain. In his imagination it looked like tones of light slowly drifting above his head. It was beautiful. Yet that beauty was broken when incomprehensible sound entered his mind. This time however I fully understood what it was saying. Not just because I mastered part of their language, but mainly because the meaning was put right into his head. "Wake up." voice said. With that one sentence I felt peace like I never before. Trusting it I opened my eyes. Man was still there, trembling. But he was alive. Invisible force no longer ravaged man body. But there was also something else. Pyramid. Small pyramid floating in air right next to me. It made no move, it just was there.
Log 10 - Triangle People
All I could think of were numbers. It was to the point that when all those people stood up I didn't even glance at them.
They did however.
Gaze they gave me was intense, it was piercing. They observed black blood coming from me and my eyes, ears and nose.
Yes my blood no longer was red, or at least most of it wasn't.
I didn't even know that I was changing. I didn't notice that more circuits on triangle were complete less I was "myself".
Yet people around me did not care about such thing. Their eyes that were hollow and death before now held something else. Still expressionless, still puppets, yet also living beings. One of them stepped closer to me and other followed.
Some took stones from ground, other picked up brick from fallen building.
My mind was in chaos, still counting, still experiencing the beauty of the equation.
Of course I noticed them however.
Yet I could not move.
My brain refused to do anything other then listening to these knowledge in my head. It no longer cared about moving my body. That math, these secrets were much more important then the body I possessed. If it was lost it would be lost.
My brain though at that time that maybe it was good to have body lost in such way. My spirit however fought back, desperately trying to make me move, make me escape.
People came closer, their faces still hollow, their hands however no longer trembling when they saw triangle.
Horror overcome my heart, fear gripped my body.
I saw man who car I took coming closer, I saw another woman I pushed away when I run through the street, I saw the one man that today was lifting the couch I was sitting on.
They came closer, eyes hollow with singular purpose.
I should die that day.
I should be erased by their wrath.
Yet I refused to succumb.
Fighting against the knowledge in my head I forced my body to roll over as crowbar hit the place where I was second ago. My black blood covered my body and face. I could smell the iron in it. So much iron.
"Stop!"
I screamed in whisper, trying to get out some words somehow.
But this time people did not listen.
They attacked again, two people grabbed my hands, two grabbed my legs. Another person then came, same one that tried to hit me before.
Crowbar rose to the sky preparing to shatter my skull.
Helplessness filled me, the fury ignited. I felt something in me snap, knowledge I absorbed coming together. Math interconnected in my brain forming perfect triangle and I felt it resonating with one on my wrist.
"I said..."
I raised my freed hand in attempt to stop the steel with my flesh. Ending should be obvious, yet in moment when all math connected crowbar stopped moving.
Hovering above his palm the steel trembled as if it met invisible wall.
Man who held crowbar started to turn red from effort he put into pushing it down. Sight made no sense at all, but I could feel invisible force coming out of my hand.
My face then twisted in rage.
"Get away from me!"
With shout all people were pushed back, their bodies shooting through the air.
Many did not survive fall, breaking their neck as their head hit the asphalt. Yet I felt nothing at that time. In my sight was only man who tried to crush my skull.
Holding the crowbar with my bare hands I stared at him like beast.
I wanted to do same to him, making him feel same despair I felt. Yet my hands did not move.
Invisible force coming from me however did.
It entered his body and broken bones in hand holding the crowbar. Howl came out of him, one that filled me with desperate sense of accomplishment and shock.
Standing there holding the crowbar I stared at the man who now howled on the ground.
"I didn't..."
Invisible force moved once more in man body.
I tried desperately take it out but found out it didn't move using mind.
In my panic invisible force moved crushing bones in man chest and leg. Flowing like water it then started to melt men down.
"Stop!"
I knelt down wanting to help.
Yet invisible force knew what was in my heart. It knew my anger was still there, it knew that this person made me fear life.
Like extension of my ego it moved in man body, seeking to destroy what hurt my soul.
Log 9 - Triangle People
Searching for answer to question no one dares to ask was more difficult then I imagined. People in city could no longer be described as people. They were more like puppets. If pyramids in sky wanted them to laugh, they would. If they wanted them to jump, they would. As someone with triangle on my wrist I could practically do anything. "Move it." I said while sitting on couch. Two people came and lifted it up from ground. No question asked. They just did it even though both were dressed for office job and not manual labor. No one dared to question me and no one dared to stare. At least, for now. Being transported on couch that was moved by two people looked ridiculous in bustling city. Yet no one gave me glance. I pondered how to gather attention of these being above me when two people put me on ground. "What are you doing?" It was first time they stopped doing something before I told them to. Yet these people did not answer me. Noticing their weird behavior I finally noticed all people stopped moving. No matter what they were doing, they all now stood as statues. At least they tried. Some people hand trembled, some legs could not remain still. For first time since I arrived I could see emotions ripping through their eyes. It was fear merged with unwillingness. All these people then began to dance. Many came together to laugh at something he clearly did not understand. Other jointed their hands and showed intense joy. Their eyes however showed all truth hidden under their actions. Fear turning into void. Colossal shadow then fell on my head. I gazed up to see pyramids lowering themselves from behind the clouds. Once more were they visible, once more they came down to mortal realm. My hand began to tremble. No matter how much I wanted to meet them, seeing them before me still made me remember how man was crushed into powder. Yet what followed was truly what made my heart stop. Invisible force enveloped city. No one was spared from it. Even three year old child could feel it. Something was watching them. Some people then started float into the sky. Their screams echoed through the expanse of steel. Slowly all these people turned into triangles of pure gold. How they were changed I saw it all, but I am not able to describe it. There are just no words existing for such complicated process that happened in less then few second. If there is one such word then it would be math. It was pure math. Nothing else. When screams subsisted, pyramids started to arrange themselves. They formed triangle once more and golden lines fell from sky. People trembled. New screams came and new golden triangles rose to air becoming part of the city. Knowing what would happen next I did not fight it but accepted the golden thread that penetrated my skin and drilled into my spine. From there knowledge began to flood my brain. Feeling them entering me I grasped my head in pain. Yet this time I did not fight it but instead tried to learn from them. To contact these being I needed to understand them and this was my only way to do so. To my shock however when I comprehended part of the knowledge, new equation, I noticed circuits in triangle on my wrist to grow more complete and denser. Small imperfection was gone and knowledge flooding my brain started to be accepted faster. Clenching my teeth I endured flood, yet no longer did I hold back. Using all my strength I tried to understand everything that entered me. Even if I could not understand it I tried to remember. I felt my vision go blurry as I listened to the scream and language of math. Numbers filled my brains, equations connected together, slowly forming triangle. All while my body crumbled under my own foolishness. Blood poured out of my nose and ears. Yet I felt nothing. All that was on my mind were numbers. I was so absorbed in it I didn't even noticed golden thread slowly retracting from my neck and ascending back to the sky. Nor did I noticed the gazes of all people once more falling on me.
Log 8 - Triangle People
Gaze of these beings was heavier then he had though. Just hearing their voice inside of my head almost made it burst apart. It took time for me to recover. Blood on ground however remained. It was dark and some of it was black. At that time I didn't even realize that was my blood. Human blood after all wasn't black. Getting up was hard. I am actually not sure how I picked myself up from floor at that time. I felt heavy, my head was spinning. train I wanted to take closed before my eyes. People inside continued to stare at me. "Wait." I muttered stretching my hand. Train moved, leaving me standing in middle of station. "Wait!" I roared but train continued to move. I felt broken. Smell of my own blood made me irritated and making it hard for me to stand. I pondered if I should jump on top of the train, but then refused to go through it. "Why, why, why?!" i howled little, then kicked the trash bin. Small pieces of the paper and some alcohol bottle rolled out. People who remained on station gave me glance, many of them remained watching. Seeing their hollow, death gazes made my heart cold as steel. "What are you looking at! Is this funny to you?!" Unable to hold myself I punched man close to me. Then took his bag and hammered his head until it was red. Throwing bag aside I glared at the others. "Anyone else want to look?" For while they gazes remained. Then they all turned away. No longer being watched I finally felt little of peace. Yet my heart remained cold as ice. Hate mixed with anger. Under it all was my hopelessness. How could I fight against the thousand blocking my way? Answer was easy. I could not. At least not alone. There was however someone who could help me. Not just get out, but also get home. Gate that transported me wasn't natural. I did not know how it appear or from where. Yet I knew there were being that might have answers I was seeking. Not just answer, but also solutions. My gaze shifted to the triangle on my wrist. This was bridge. I was not sure how to control it but after receiving message I knew this was bridge. Path connecting me with pyramids in sky. Or connecting me to the something that connected me to the pyramids in sky. With one of two it was did not matter to me however. All that matter was that this thing could help me communicate with these beings. One problem remained. I didn't know how to use it. Or more precisely, I had no idea how to use it. Thing looked simple on surface but after I touched it I could feel it rugged metallic surface. What I was touching were circuit. Millions of them, all forming into triangle. "Hello?" I called. But no answer came back as last time. "Pyramid? Are you there?" no answer. I opened my mouth to curse. Yet when bad words came to my mind piercing pain assaulted my brain. That moment I knew, they were still watching and also waiting. Problem however remained. I didn't know what they were waiting for.
Log 7 - Triangle people
Freeing myself from their grasp, I gazed at them with hateful glance. My hate was not from anger however, but from unwillingness and hopelessness. Yet, I refused to give up. Under their gaze I returned to the city. Standing in middle of crossroad I watched car coming to screeching halt. My heart skipped beat when front of car touched my knee slightly. My face however remained expressionless and in deep though. Before man driving car could step up I approached and opened door for him. I then dragged him out while glaring. "Give me key." I growled. Gaze man gave me was similar to other. At first man emotionlessly hesitated until his gaze fell on triangle on my wrist. "Don't damage it much." said man. He handed me keys and then I watched him leave. Remembering man back I felt little of sympathy. Yet that feeling passed as quickly as it came. Sitting into the car, engines roared to the life. Passing through the streets and roads I witnessed the life of many ordinary people. Most worked diligently as was norm. Other however traded on thin line between morality and collapse. Stepping on the pedal I accelerated when I was close to the exit. I could faintly see the giant gate calling for me. Once I passed it I would get out of this town. At that time I just did not believe these people would be able to stop me. How wrong I was. Before I could even approach closer all cars stopped moving. With quick reaction I stepped on break coming to absurd halt. I cursed under my breath, gazing in front of me. There line of cars were lined one behind the other. I honked the horn, screamed for them to move. But cars remained unshaken and all I got was gaze. Death, empty gaze. "I don't believe it!" I didn't. I just though it was too absurd and bizarre. Would anyone sane stop the entire hallway just so one person don't leave? Knowing I would get nowhere this way I started to back up. Yet when my car moved back little another car came from behind stopping me at what I was doing. Clenching the wheel I started to count to try to calm down. I then marched to the man who came from behind. "Don't you see I am trying to change the road?!" What met however was emotionless gaze. "You are not leaving." man said. Hearing him I clenched my hand into fist. "We will see about that." Arguing with person who looked like puppet was useless. Taking another path I arrived to the city center. From there I traveled through the metro by several railways before I arrived to my last stop. Just as I was about to enter I met with wall of the people. Those inside watched me with the same emotionless gaze. I could heard that saying it even without them opening their mouth. "You can't leave." I lost it at that moment. Grasping my head I screamed right here and there. Gazes of these madmen did nothing to me. That was what I wanted to believe. "This is all your fault! Why are you doing this to me!" I roared to the mark on my wrist. Triangle that constantly made me remember that night. Made me remember blood on my face and knowledge pushed into my brain. "Why can't you just leave me be!" I shrieked at the triangle mark not expecting answer. But I got one. What I received was voice that came right into my brain. Language all to familiar but still so incomprehensible that all my orifices started to bleed. I don't know how to describe it but I was surprised I understood few of letters. Yet these few letters or in this case equation were not enough the translate entire message. So what flooded me was mental wave of knowledge my brain was unable to process. I collapsed on ground grasping my head in pain. Even minutes after message was transmitted to me I continued to bleed. I finally understood why these people avoided me, why they refused to talk to me and why they dared not to hurt me. It was because deities in sky were watching and all I was doing.
Log 6 - Triangle People
Week later I finally accepted I was not getting home anytime soon. There was no sight of gate that transported me here. Worse, the city itself felt like prison. The gazes of other also never left my figure. They observed me no matter where I went. They were like ghosts, just more creepy. I felt uncomfortable in their presence. Yet I was unable to avoid them. It was not because I didn't want to but because they were everywhere. No matter where I went to hide their gazes always found me. In the end I locked myself in toiled and slowly absorbed experience of my week. The most intense was still death of the man under the pyramid brutal weight. Yet when I remembered gazes of all these people I felt much more primal terror then when facing deity. As introvert I never liked crowds, even less then people themselves. I never had many friends in the first place so gaining so much attention out of nowhere was uncomfortable. Yet what was more uncomfortable wasn't their gazed themselves. Looking down on white floor I saw shadow. Person was standing in front of doors and in each bunk next to mine. I didn't even had time to use toiled before they already came to surround me. Through the walls I could feel their gazes. Their might not observe me with eyes, but they were observing me with their ears. Opening doors out of nowhere I hit the person standing behind them. "What do you think you doing?" I growled at him. Middle aged men fell on ground but his gaze never left my wrist. I rose my hand and gaze followed. It was clear from first day actually what they were gazing upon wasn't just him but also triangle mark. These people for some reason gave it extreme attention. Taking little knife I "borrower" from weapon store I rushed out of the communal toilets before striding through the street and then road. No matter how many cars passed when I stepped between them every single one stopped. For moment I felt like protagonist in some movie. Yet that feeling faded so fast as it came. This place was not my home and I missed it much after discarding my pajamas and replacing them for comfortable shirt and jeans. I refused to walk around in blood so right after first day I took gamble and "borrowed" shower from one house and clothes from clothing store. Surprisingly no one said word. I looked up at the sky and in distant clouds I could see pyramids floating in air. I wondered if it was because of them. Do they even cared if people around lived or died? I never was philosopher but in my opinion human life was always most precious. To them however maybe I was nothing but ant. While watching I reached my destination. Giant road leading to the forest that was out of the city. My last hope of getting home was at that forest. If even there was no wormhole similar to one that sucked me in then I might..... My hands trembled as I remembered blood cowering my body. Yet just as I was going to move sea of people arrived blocking my way. They stacked themselves close to one another while holding hands to create wall from themselves. Seeing them doing that I was confused and immediately tried to pierce through. But surprisingly they did hold without relenting. "Let me go!" I roared. I had very hard time controlling my emotions. Week was not enough to heal all wounds inflicted to the spirit. "I said let me go!" I struggled desperately to get behind them, but none of them relented. It was not until one man in crowd turned his head towards me that I stopped attacking. "You can't leave." man said and gazes of all others fell on me once more. Seeing their gazes I though I will go mad. Yet at least I finally knew that I was right. The city was prison indeed. My prison.
Log 5 - Triangle People
Never did I felt so lost as when that day passed. When rain started to fall, when pyramids slowly ascended beyond the clouds. They were still there, but they no longer could be gazed upon. What people could gaze upon however were other people and their gaze never left me. Even after that day they continued to observe me. No longer with intensity as before, but with constant wariness. Confused as I was there was no way for me to discover where I was. No one in this isolated city talked to me. If I approached they would just stare before quickening their steps. Many time I found myself stretching my hand to stop them just to see them already in distance. Lost I stood in center of the road where all cars avoided me as if I was something that no one could touch. "Why are you avoiding me?" losing myself in anger I grabbed one man dressed in suit. Still in my pajamas with dried blood I had no time to wash, I stared into man eyes. Yet man did not answer me instead he flared back. "Let me go! Let me go!" he tried to push me away but I held him tight. I could feel already gaze of other on my back. Their pierced me, yet this time I did not panic as before. I needed answer. I needed to know where I am and what is this place. "Answer me." I growled through clenched teeth. Man froze when he saw fury in my eyes. He looked around to see the people gaze then at the triangle on my wrist. "I...." His eyelids trembled. "I....can't talk to you." he said in the end. I brought him closer. "Why?" I needed answers. Needed to know at least name, but man did refuse to answer. So I snapped. "Why are you avoiding me!" I roared making all people stop what they were doing. I glared not understanding why I did such thing. Maybe it was stress, maybe unfamiliar environment. It was hard to tell, yet what I knew was that this was not my home. "Answer me and I will let you go." I said calming my heart. Man looked around and then pointed at the triangle on my wrist. He did say no word but seeing his gaze I could understand that triangle must be reason. "Thank you." I said and let him go. He rushed away through the street while other continued to gaze at me with their death eyes. I felt chill rushing my back. Then anger came. "What are you staring at!" I screamed. People flinched and then turned to continue in their way as if nothing happened. I was confused by their action. By their indifference. I wasn't sure why I felt they were like machines at that time. Seeing them like that just made something in me twist. But I have no time to waste on them. I looked at the triangle on my wrist. This should be reason why all stared at me like they did and why they avoided me as if he was plague. But I didn't know what it was. All I knew was that I wanted to go home.
Log 4 - Triangle People
I never saw god descend. But I imagined it would look somehow similar. That was my blasphemer though when I saw that small pyramid coming closer to me. My faint took big hit at that moment but it mattered not to the small pyramid. It stopped right above the man body. Convulsing man gazed at the pyramid with playful gaze while I continuing try to stop the bleeding. I expected pyramid to help, to save the man. Yet when I looked up what met me was splash a blood and brain matter that exploded to my face. Pyramid did not save the person, it used it's weight to crush man skull. It did it so fast I did not register what was happening until I touched blood on my face. At that time my hands were already cowered by blood I used to stop the man wound so it only got more blood on my face. But that did not stop me from touching the warm liquid. "What?" that was only thing I was able to say. I was confused and scared. I looked to see the gazes but all these eyes were gone now looking at the ground. No one dared to look at the small pyramid now cowered in blood of living person. I was only one. "Why?" I did not know where my bravery came from. Yet what I got was not answer but string of new knowledge. That sound, same sound pyramid that brought me here resonated in my brain. I still could not understand it. No one here could. Yet because of some knowledge I was able to understand I could tell pyramid was talking in sequence numbers that formed triangle. But that did not take from terror I felt. Frozen in place my hands trembled. Small pyramids did not remain for long and ascended back to the heavens. Before it did invisible force took the man death body and reshaped it right in front of his face. He saw from close how flesh turned into steel and then how bones formed into triangle. When pyramid disappeared only silence and snuggled howl of pain remained. These little sounds came from people still accepting the knowledge. Stained in blood I remained alone in pool of blood. I though I will go mad. For moment I believed I was dreaming and that this was purgatory as I though all along. How could person attack another for no reason after all? How could pyramid floating in air kill someone just like that? Did they not feel? I gazed up to see pyramids to align themselves into shape of triangle. Golden lines then rose back up into the sky before disappearing completely. What I did notice at that time was triangle mark appearing on my wrist. I noticed it only few second later when I looked down on my blood cowered body. It stood out on my body as sole extension of my spine. When I touched it I could feel it rising from my skin. Similar to the nails and bones this triangle was also solid. It's black color glistering with golden metallic luster. I did not know when it appeared or what it was. Yet when other noticed it, their gaze returned to me.
Log 3 - Triangle People
When I heard one of my friend saying that having knife stabbed at you was not comfortable I did not believe him entirely. In eyes of third party disarming man with knife could be done just by kick into the belly. Yet now I realized I was completely wrong. Before I could even react knife already stabbed into my thing, blood spilled out. Man laughed while looking at me. "You looked! You saw me!" howl came out of man mouth as smile spread across his face. White teeth, skinny body, almost no hair. Smell of waste hit me in face as I felt my gaze go blurry from pain. Fighting against someone with knife was not easy. At that time to contain my scream I looked at the sky where pyramids were floating. Just visage of them made my head spin even more. "Look at me!" howl came from my right. Knife in my thing moved and anger overcome my reason. Until now I don't know how I did it, but somehow I stood up and pinned man on ground with all my weight. I remember that at that time my body was full of fury. Without thinking I started to punch person. "Why me! Why me! Why me!" I screamed at him while I punched. I could not understand why he attacked me. Deep down I was scared. My irrationality was also side effect of numerous knowledge continuing flooding my brain. Man tried to stand up of course but I used what knowledge taught me. At least part that I understood. I used math to trip him down using the force I applied by my punches. "Let me go! Let me go!" he screamed like banshee. None of us looked human at that moment. Lost in my fury I punched him until he stopped moving, awakening only when blood soaked my pajamas. At first i did not know where blood came from. I never stabbed the man and wound on my thing was still closed by knife. Yet I realized second later that the man cut himself open before he jumped on me. Horrified I quickly jumped from him and inspected his leg. The wound on it was wide open. I panicked. Standing up I wanted to run but what stopped me was not my own conscience but gaze of people surrounding me. They all were watching, creating circle. Under their gazes I felt terror and shame. I quickly fell down and clasped the wound to stop bleeding. I though hard at what to do and came to easy decision. Decision to use my own pajamas to stop the bleeding. Tearing my clothes I bound the wound tightly. I was not doctor so I did not know how to give first aid. I never learned it and never cared. Yet at that moment I cursed my younger self for being lazy. My face was cowered in sweat as I held the crimson silk dripping crimson liquid. To my horror I found bleeding didn't want to stop. I trembled while kneeling in pool of blood. That crimson dripped from me on the man together with my sweat. Man chest slowly fell down his heart slowing with each beat. "Please! Please!" I looked around. People watched, their face blank of any expression. They were like drones, their gaze empty but treat behind that gaze clear. I though I was finished. That man would not survive for long. I knew it, and so did people around me. I grasped the wound together hoping it will close soon. If it just stopped bleeding everything would be fine. But it didn't. Wound did not want to close as if something kept it open. "Close! Please!" I begged not sure who. Invisible force then enveloped me and small pyramid flew down from heavens.
Log 2 - Triangle People
Life could thrive at any place. That sentence got absolute new meaning when I saw people dancing on street. As I walked to them I could see their eyes were hollow. Their bodies however moved. Under the gaze of these pyramids people danced with fervor their face showing the joy. I was terrified as I limped to them. I was not injured or anything. My leg just got cramp from blood that rushed into them from space jump pyramid in sky performed. Watching these people dance I was lost at what to do. But I did not need to wait long for that to change. With flicker of light giant triangle appeared above all people heads. It was triangle formed from pyramids that arranged themselves into that shape. From that triangle lines fell from sky and connected to the people. Some people looked uncomfortable as the golden line drilled into their neck, other accepted it with fake smile. Few trembled and only one pushed the line away while howling. That person immediately became alone in sea of people. Other jumped away from him so quickly I could not comprehend what was happening. But I found out pretty quickly why they did it. One of pyramids, I saw it gazing down. Invisible force then lifted man up. Amid his roar I then saw something I don't know if I can describe. It is hard for me to tell what happened exactly but if I should use any words then it would be crushing. Man was crushed, but at the same time he was not. His entire body, I watched it being slowly melted and reshaped into golden triangle. Flesh turned into gold and that gold was then put into one of buildings filling missing gap in it's triangle structure. My mouth hung open. Until now I can't comprehend how they did it but through observation I could see math in it. I slowly started to understand these pyramids at that time. Although not completely. I was just too shocked to be able to formulate any words. All I could do was watch as golden line came and drilled into my neck. I did not dare to avoid it. But I also regretted that decision because in next instant flood of information flooded my brain. I fell on ground while clenching my teeth. Hopefully I was not only one as other did same. Some howled in pain and kicked their legs. Other clenched their teeth until blood came out. Feeling my brain about to burst there was no wonder these people played house with these entities. But I also had faint intuition that these pyramids did not mean bad. That though was strengthened when part of information I was finally able to comprehend turned out to be math. Not just any math but math surrounding triangle and force to aptly them. Feeling such knowledge in my brain I was perplex. Another scream however woke me up. But this one was different from before. This one was much more bestial and hollow. I looked over to see what left such shriek and what I saw was person. Person with knife drilling it into his hand and legs. "Leave me beeeeeee!" was what person said. He was looking at the pyramids as he was saying it. Person mind however must long time be lost. That madmen did not even realize pool of blood already formed under him. Instead of stopping wound man drilled his knife deeper. His head then titled little allowing him to notice my gaze. What met me however was not welcoming ceremony but shriek followed by blurry figure dashing through the street right towards me.
Log 1 - Triangle People
First time wormhole swallowed me I though I was death. When I saw dark clouds and dirty death ground I believed I was in hell. But then I realized hell would be thousand time worse. So next logical explanation was this was purgatory. I was deep believed of Christ, so several theories passed through my head. I was never much of intelligent person but seeing myself in unfamiliar surrounding when second ago I was in my bed could mean only so much. Idea of being death was at that time much more profound than one of me being transported somewhere. But all that changed when above me appeared that thing. Floating above me it cast it's shadow down on my body. My hairs were disheveled and I was still dressed in my pajamas while laying on ground. I was little sleepy as well. But when I saw it my brain woke up as if it got shot of adrenaline. That thing was pyramid. Giant, three dimensional, pyramid with four sides. What terrified me was that one of sides that was down was looking at me. That thing did not have eyes like humans do. They were more like carved painting, but I could tell they were that being eyes. Because that thing blinked before my body started to float above the ground. I was grasped by invisible force and no matter how I struggled the force did not relent. In front of this being I was like ant. Sound then came out of this thing. I can't describe what they said. Just hearing it made my brain buzz. But I knew they were talking in clear math. It was language composed of numbers and equations. Nothing else. This idea did not come from me however, but was transferred to me as if by divine power. I just understood the truth I could never comprehend. That thing tried to talk to me for several minutes, but seeing me not to answer it lost interest quickly. Pyramid then moved. As it shifted from air, space crumbled. I appeared in some type of space tunnel. Entire travel took just second but I personally felt as if year passed. It was as if this thing compressed time and space just to move from one point to another faster. Where we appeared was city. Bustling city build of triangles. I shuddered when I looked above it. There, high in sky were hundreds of similar pyramids floating in the air. Their sides all had several faces looking down on small people. I felt like ant in front of them. Yet the pyramid who took me there did not put me on trial but slowly lowered me down. Collapsed on ground I watched pyramid rise to it's kin. I was at lose of what to do. Sound of life reached my ears and when I turned to side I saw street filled with life. That was moment I realized this was not limbo, purgatory or hell. This was reality. Different from mine, but still reality.
I am starting to share my logs with you
Believe it or not I have ability to travel through the space and time into different version of reality. It is not sweet travel as people imagine. I am literally thrown into the vortex of space-time where my body is spaghettificated into nothingness before being reassembled. Experience is worse then as if you were rolling from the stairs. But I would not mind if it happened once. Problem is it doesn't. Once I am in another reality I remain there for about two months before I am threw back here. Guess how much time I remain in this reality? Two! Months! I am tired. Worst is I can't even document it to prove anything. Anything I want to take through vortex get magnetized for some reason. Cameras stop working , photos burn and usb once almost exploded to my face. Returning trip is same. No matter what I take, it will get destroyed. So I choose to draw what I saw. But don't take it seriously. There no way someone will believe me anyway. I would not believe if I hear it as well. So just look if you can and take it as pigment of my imagination. No need to take it seriously. I am after all just madmen. Yes, just madmen.
War, War, War
War is here, drumming song. Death bodies are too long. Hide them quickly, so they don't see. Don't talk, or you will pay fee.