John

I was four. I guess that's why I always sought out comfort on my mom's side of the bed when the voice first began to whisper to me and scared me from my sleep. Drag the memory of my mother forward as the immense pressure of this place cracks my phone and it sounds exactly like a heart breaking. I remember the sound my heart made in my mind when I got the call about my mom.

I was four. I guess that's why I always sought out comfort on my mom's side of the bed when the voice first began to whisper to me and scared me from my sleep. Drag the memory of my mother forward as the immense pressure of this place cracks my phone and it sounds exactly like a heart breaking. I remember the sound my heart made in my mind when I got the call about my mom.

The voice is ahead of me. I just have to keep pushing forward. As I claw my way forward into the cloistering darkness, I know that I am approaching the sound of the voice. My nails chip and fracture as I pull myself further into the abyss. She is down there. The matronly voice is in a particular location. The voice increases the closer I get to the center.

The voice is ahead of me. I just have to keep pushing forward. As I claw my way forward into the cloistering darkness, I know that I am approaching the sound of the voice. My nails chip and fracture as I pull myself further into the abyss. She is down there. The matronly voice is in a particular location. The voice increases the closer I get to the center.

The voice is ahead of me. I just have to keep pushing forward. As I claw my way forward into the cloistering darkness, I know that I am approaching the sound of the voice. My nails chip and fracture as I pull myself further into the abyss. She is down there. The matronly voice is in a particular location. The voice increases the closer I get to the center.

It sounds so much like my mom, but she's not her. She's a mother to a different sort. My way back out has been barred to me. If I even try to back up, the perpendicular rocks jab into me and hold me in place. They are chthonic?

It sounds so much like my mom, but she's not her. She's a mother to a different sort. My way back out has been barred to me. If I even try to back up, the perpendicular rocks jab into me and hold me in place. They are chthonic?

It sounds so much like my mom, but she's not her. She's a mother to a different sort. My way back out has been barred to me. If I even try to back up, the perpendicular rocks jab into me and hold me in place. They are chthonic?

koanal papillae like the maw of a predatory bird of prey that prevents me from wriggling away from this place's gluttonous gulch all that wording chthonic is in reference to cthulhu right like darkness steps the ct the ch yeah yeah yeah definitely that door is shut to me now but another one is opening up before me i know that i don't have much longer in me but i know i have to go deeper i will find her at the bottom of the world

koanal papillae like the maw of a predatory bird of prey that prevents me from wriggling away from this place's gluttonous gulch all that wording chthonic is in reference to cthulhu right like darkness steps the ct the ch yeah yeah yeah definitely that door is shut to me now but another one is opening up before me i know that i don't have much longer in me but i know i have to go deeper i will find her at the bottom of the world

koanal papillae like the maw of a predatory bird of prey that prevents me from wriggling away from this place's gluttonous gulch all that wording chthonic is in reference to cthulhu right like darkness steps the ct the ch yeah yeah yeah definitely that door is shut to me now but another one is opening up before me i know that i don't have much longer in me but i know i have to go deeper i will find her at the bottom of the world

I love that line. Man, this story is intense. I begin my final descent, my final expedition towards the bottom. I know full well what this place is going to do to me. The danger here is still present. It was present in ours, and this danger will exist here far into the future. The danger is to the body, and it can kill. I just have a little further to go, and I will be there.

I love that line. Man, this story is intense. I begin my final descent, my final expedition towards the bottom. I know full well what this place is going to do to me. The danger here is still present. It was present in ours, and this danger will exist here far into the future. The danger is to the body, and it can kill. I just have a little further to go, and I will be there.

I love that line. Man, this story is intense. I begin my final descent, my final expedition towards the bottom. I know full well what this place is going to do to me. The danger here is still present. It was present in ours, and this danger will exist here far into the future. The danger is to the body, and it can kill. I just have a little further to go, and I will be there.

Did I always want to punish myself? For what? For being a bad friend, being a bad brother, being a bad son, enveloping darkness whispers to me, I mark my progress in hours and over feet. Each foot is a hard-won victory as I press myself down into the earth deeper and deeper. Foot by foot I crawl downwards into the depths and feel my path constrict around me.

Did I always want to punish myself? For what? For being a bad friend, being a bad brother, being a bad son, enveloping darkness whispers to me, I mark my progress in hours and over feet. Each foot is a hard-won victory as I press myself down into the earth deeper and deeper. Foot by foot I crawl downwards into the depths and feel my path constrict around me.

Did I always want to punish myself? For what? For being a bad friend, being a bad brother, being a bad son, enveloping darkness whispers to me, I mark my progress in hours and over feet. Each foot is a hard-won victory as I press myself down into the earth deeper and deeper. Foot by foot I crawl downwards into the depths and feel my path constrict around me.

A sharp stone catches my shoe and I shuck it loose and leave it behind. I shimmy loose as fabric is shorn away and my clothes are nibbled away by the rocks into nothingness. The path constricts tighter and tighter as I feel hundreds of tiny needles slide into my scalp and carve swaths of my hair off on the surrounding stone as I push onwards.

A sharp stone catches my shoe and I shuck it loose and leave it behind. I shimmy loose as fabric is shorn away and my clothes are nibbled away by the rocks into nothingness. The path constricts tighter and tighter as I feel hundreds of tiny needles slide into my scalp and carve swaths of my hair off on the surrounding stone as I push onwards.

A sharp stone catches my shoe and I shuck it loose and leave it behind. I shimmy loose as fabric is shorn away and my clothes are nibbled away by the rocks into nothingness. The path constricts tighter and tighter as I feel hundreds of tiny needles slide into my scalp and carve swaths of my hair off on the surrounding stone as I push onwards.