Making up for lost time. X__X
...hn, I'd have never guessed so much time had passed. You'd think a guy could just lose his journal, grab another one from the journal makers and head back home--but no, it didn't work that way.
Instead, the elevator REFUSED to cooperate and took me to the fourth floor, where I wound up in some forsaken wasteland of a place, and when I finally got back here, it's over two weeks after I'd picked up a new journal.
And I just found out about this NOW because I finally decided to look at my journal. It didn't feel like I was down there for two weeks, though.
[ooc: I will be writing a backlog of what had happened to Sight. ^^]
Instead, the elevator REFUSED to cooperate and took me to the fourth floor, where I wound up in some forsaken wasteland of a place, and when I finally got back here, it's over two weeks after I'd picked up a new journal.
And I just found out about this NOW because I finally decided to look at my journal. It didn't feel like I was down there for two weeks, though.
[ooc: I will be writing a backlog of what had happened to Sight. ^^]