1 Short Story #1

On a certain day within Buckland, Fors had received a message from her master telling her to meet. She didn't have anything to do so she decided to go.

A few hours later, Fors met her master in his house within the secret chamber behind the fireplace. Her master had a grim expression as he handed her a notebook.

"I wouldn't have shown this to you unless it was absolutely necessary, so you should obviously see the gravity of this notebook. As you are already a sequence 5 you should be able to handle the information contained within, but be car-" Her master was interrupted by him coughing roughly and him covering his mouth. Fors gently grabbed him to support him.

A few moments later he recovered and moved his hand back to his side, now covered in blood.

"As I said. Be careful and do not read beyond what you can handle, I shall now leave you alone." Her master then left the chamber with only her and the notebook. Fors took a seat on one of the chairs within the chamber and opened the notebook.

[Findings within the Spirit World]

"Day, 1. It's all quite fascinating! As I journey through the spirit world, I encountered many strange creatures! One was the size of a whole house! I'll note down more as I find them!"

"Day, 4. I found a strange ceiling above the spirit world, I think I see...fog?"

"Day, 7? 14? I was sucked into the ceiling of the spirit world and I've been here for days. All I see around me is fog, I can't even see past my nose! I don't know how long I've been here..."

"Day, 17? 143? I lost my notebook, I somehow found it after some time. I hear strange murmurings in my head all the time, except they don't cause me harm. I'm walking as I'm writing this as I can't keep still within this place. Every time I stop I feel something is watching me."

"Day, 143.2. Fo͟r̴ some r̢e̡aso͘n, ̡t͠he̶ fo͟g̢ c҉l͠e͟a͞r̡e͟d̷ up̕ á bit.̷ ́͞҉I̷ ͢͞t̶hį́n̵͝k̶͡ ̨͢͢I̴̡ ̧҉fou͟͝nd͢ ̢́so҉͞҉m̵̡e͏͜ ̸͘͡s̀tr̛u͘͝cţ́u̡͝ŗ͠e͝ u͡p a̸ḩ͘͠e̡àd͜,͜͞͞ ͝i̡t̶̡ ̨͢l͟͏o̧ó͏k̸s̷̢ ̶̧l͞ik̵é̡͘ ̵a̸ ͡͏t̨͜h̨͘r̛͘ǫ͡n̷̨͜ę?͡ ̀"