[THE EXPLORER]

….Yeah I uh….I’m Sandy and I have an issue with reality. On Belphus. Reality on our planet.

Thanks for inviting me. Been a few months and I know I haven’t been attending my regular meetings with all of you.

So…I have an issue. A psychological one which I know a lot of you share.

We have a shared delusion that our reality isn’t real. well, it is real but…something went wrong a while ago.

I mean the dreams….oh my non-existent gods…the dreams….

I’m sorry. I just…I was onto something. I recceived a letter today and a moving photograph of…I don’t know how to describe it.

There’s this empty space. Nothing. Absolutely nothing and then…I’m standing there and everything begins to…oh..oh no.

I never left. This…this isn’t real. None of you are real. The world is dead. They killed everyone except me.

The Tourism Board is here.

I have to go. I need to find out the truth of Belphus. About what we are…

[The Explorer talking into a blank unbuilt space. [Redacted] location. Recording deleted on exit.]


I first realised the world was a complete facade when I walked into my local YamYam’s and ordered a medium bowl of noodle soup with fresh vegetables.

I don’t eating the meat ones….something about them always made me avoid them but I know why.

The meat from YamYam’s doesn’t come from Belphus. Or at least not this world, it comes from [Redacted] where an island is full of [Redacted]. I know why all the food is fresh at least. Some trade secret…right? Hahaha.

Sorry, I’m rambling and you look concerned. Oh my non-existentent gods, I sound insane. I’m going to try again…got it. Please listen, please, please listen.

I need to make this shorter, to remind myself why I abandoned my fiance, my parents, my work and discovered the truth behind…and I gained a Name. A kind of [Power].

Wait. Who are you calling? And..where did that backpack come from? No. You’re one of them. I thought…doesn’t matter.

Don’t try to follow me. I found a way through the worlds, the architecture and…you ran away.

Everyone runs away. No matter which world I go to. They all run away. I’m going to find The Founder and I’m going to bring him inside this place. I know how to travel between places. Come back. Please?

And…I’m talking to myself like a crazy person. Personal recording ended.


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