Entry 06: Lost in the Woods
Every thought that you have, has an unshakeable reverb to it. With every voice you hear you hear it moments prior. A slightly moist feeling can be felt on your fingertips, but the feeling resonates again and again in a very disorienting way. You see the obelisk with eight of the eyes glowing a bright green. The light shining from it repeats itself in your head for eternity.
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