it's been such a long time and i don't know what's going on
i keep on investigating this stupid tom's diner. he HAS to be here. i know he is. he told me about everything. about the things i don't know.. about the things i never knew.
and for some dumb fucking reason, i tried to be their employee. it failed, though. a friend of mine stopped me and lead me to work some office building instead. i don't like it. i need to know more. and eventually, when i actually applied for the job, i didn't even got the chance to work.
it's funny right? it's so funny that when you're trying your best to do anything, life turns it away. adjusted. CHANGED. god, fuck my life
i made a friend though. his name is matthew. i should call him matt. haha. this is the only good thing i've had so far
i hope to uncover more
i dont even know where to start, to be honest
went back to toms diner. this time there are tons of people. felt a LOT uncomfortable though
there was SO much going on. i think i have a theory that this tom's diner place is an anomaly, but i need more clues
did more research on pine ridge. apparently these... things existed before i even was born? hell, even before my grandparents even had the chance to open their eyes. i guess this place was THAT historical. but why wasn't it documented in wikipedia or something?
so, there's more anomalies. i think i might have to make a subpage dedicated to them
there was one where it's this fish girl thingy. i dunno. her lungs can breathe both underwater and air, i guess. would've been cool if she did call other people surface-dwellers, but that's just me
met this guy who likes to write stuff on the notepad. his name is michael and he has a case of alzheimers. he's a cool dude, and i guess we became friends right after that. i dunno why, but seeing other people... who write things to remember just like me feels nice
i think i'll be frequently visiting tom's diner. some part of me tells me to stop, but... something within me tells me to keep going. i need to know more
ps. if ur reading this, michael, i geninuely think that writing on paper is extremely cool!
- with love, ani
this place is WAY weirder than i thought
i've heard the rumors, but i guess i haven't been doing that much research. my parents never told me, i guess. or they didn't know either
i did know that they chose the house because it was cheap. like dirt cheap. i guess someone lived here before. but that's not the topic i wanna talk about
there's... anomalies. like, actual anomalies. ever read those 4chan blogs and thought, 'wow, that monster is scary! it has to be real!' then, conspiracy theorists, you're in for a ride
i am not joking when i'm saying this. i saw a fucking sheep with green wool that i didn't even know was wool. and there was this blue weirdo that wore a mask. he looked... sympathetic to me? shit. it was creepy, but both of them were nice. i think the blue dude called himself OO-16, must be a code of some kind
and it all happened inside TOM'S DINER. LIKE, AM I A MAGNET?? idk at this point. the guy who owns it... i don't think it's the same person, but the guy who owns it was really nice. like ridiculously nice. his name was jesse. that... that was a name i wanted to remember
and then there was this guy who i think was an operator? he calls himself spotter, i overheard it, i think. looks like the anomaly mask guy and him had history. didn't want to pry though. then i met this giant robot and i don't want to remember fuck fuck fuck
he has his mouth open he had fucking- his face was fucking rotten god fuck i was about to throw up
i think i want to sleep now. i feel like this is still a fever dream. or is it? but everyone was so nice. i think this place wasn't so bad... it's better than the place i escaped
- with love, ani
just got here at pine ridge. the place looks so american. though i'm an american, so why should i care?
my parents don't really want me to leave the house to go meet some new friends. but that's ok i guess. ill keep on working on my website ive also heard that this place has scary ghosts, something around like... shadows? idk. hard to believe
mom and dad are worried i havent eating well. i just dont think im hungry. sorry. they say there's a place called toms diner somewhere around here. they serve the best steak or something? idk. it feels too good to be true.
it feels too welcoming. i cant trust anything yet
- with love, ani