PsiMe # 31

Oh god that smell! I'm in what looks like a hospital hallway. I've never liked hospitals. Not for the same reasons as other people though. I have no problem with the sickness or the depression or the ever present atmosphere of death. It's the smell. I absolutely hate that smell. It makes my eyes water. The hallway is a little weird. The doors don't have doorknobs from what I can see and they seem to be made out of solid metal. I'm not sure what kind of metal, but they look like they could survive a rocket fired at close range without a scratch.

A door just opened up ahead. I hear voices. I can't make them out. The door slammed when I got near. I almost jumped out of my skin. More doors are opening. More unintelligible whispers. No matter what I do the whispers are just loud enough to hear, but just quiet enough they can't be made out. It's infuriating. The doors also tend to slam whenever I get close and I mean close. They always slam when they are mere seconds from slamming on my fingers or in my face. I've stopped going towards them, but that just makes the whispering worse. It's driving me nuts.

The whispers contain the secret to everything, anything! All I could ever possibly want and need to know and I can't hear them! I need to get out of here before I go mad but none of these doors have handles! There's no way out of this endless hallway! I'm Running! The voices are screeching in my ears! Doors are opening and slamming all around me! The smell! The bright white hallway stretching forever!
A door opened as I reached it. There's more whispers, but I can understand them. They're saying my name. The door is right next to me. The voices are right in my ear, but I don't want to look I don't know why. Pain, sadness, and death await me if I look.

The whispers they're a voice now a voice I recognize. I don't know why I recognize the voice or why I suddenly feel so cold. I turn. It's a girl. No! It's her! I remember her now! I want to run to her, but something is wrong. There's a huge hole in her stomach and her guts are spilling out. Her eyes are glazed and unfocused. She's dead. She moves! She reaches for me. I can't move. I don't want to move. Pain! Four deep gashes in my cheek! She cut me. Her hands are normal! How did she cut me? I still can't move. She's reaching again! Run. Run! RUN DAMN IT!

I'm running whatever was holding me there it's gone. I don't know what's going on I'm just running. I can't run anymore. I'm out of breath and my foot is hurting badly. I hear a scraping sound and the whispers have started up again. Where's the scraping sound coming from? Holy shit! Giant slashes appeared in the wall right by my head. Screw the pain running again! The whispers are laughing now! I don't want to die. Especially not like this! Not by her... Open door! It didn't slam! Only chance!

PsiMe # 30

I'm in a room. There's no way out and I'm not alone. There's a me here. He's dead. He looks about 12. There's writing on all the walls. Written in blood. His blood. Done purposely by the looks of it. Something stabbed him and he wrote a message on the wall in his blood as he died. His final message. It's a shame it's in Japanese and I can't read it. He does have a bag with him. It's filled with some useful stuff. Some food, mostly gummi bears but also some apples. A couple of soda cans. No gingerale? Well now I'm starting to doubt he's really me. There's also a knife in here and something rectangular. It looks like some kind of cellphone or something but it's not like anything I've seen before. It has the same name the PsiMe had. Lavern Tinj inc. I guess this poor guy must be from the future or something. Hey! What if he's not me? What if he's like a relative? Maybe he's like my grandson or something? If so does that mean I survive all this? I shouldn't jump to conclusions. Let's focus on getting out of here.

The walls are all made out of iron and there are no doors. The ceiling is so high that it's obscured by the sheer distance and the floor is iron as well. O.K. so that's it for obvious ways out. Kid doesn't seem to have any inclination to become a portal either. Wait I think I got it. There are spots on the wall. Slightly different colours than the rest of the wall. Damn kid. His last will and testament made it really hard to spot them. Let's see here. Oh shit pressing the wall caused a spear to launch down from the ceiling missing me by an inch. It's now retracting into the ceiling. I guess I know how the kid died. Pressing the buttons brings down spears from heaven. One of them must show the way out I just need to be wary when pressing them. Gah! Not that one! Fuck shit fuck that hurt! Damn spear stabbed me in the heel... Ow ow ow... Kid doesn't have any bandages of course... Well I'm taking your sleeve instead then. Geez I'm really disrespectful to myself and or my grandson aren't I? O.K. I have to keep trying the buttons, but that last one was far too close! They're unpredictable. I only have two more buttons left.

Ha ha ha you missed me you bastard! Last one! I win! No no damn you no! There aren't any more buttons and that one triggered a spear as well! There's no way out of this? No way out! Game over man! Wait! The spears. They retract slowly toward the ceiling maybe I can ride one up to the ceiling? That has to be it. O.K. trigger it and- Grab it! O.K. foothold is cutting into the sole of my foot, but it seems to be working. I wonder how long it'll take to reach the top.

What if the spear just goes into a hole in the ceiling and there's nothing up there? I'll fall to my death. Perhaps this wasn't so well thought out. I can sort of see the ceiling. There's no holes but there are a shit ton of spears up here. More than there were buttons actually. That's weird... O.K. It's as high as it can go. I can't see anything through all these spears though. It's like a forest in my way. I am carefully stepping from spear to spear now. Don't want to misstep. Oh hey I was right! There's a door up here! I just have to get over to it. Alright now opening the do-Fuck! Holy shit! Deep breaths... Just as I grabbed the doorknob all the spears launched at once... I'm hanging from the doorknob now... I don't want to fall. Opening the door very carefully...

PsiMe # 29

The light feels so good. Warm and friendly... It loves me. I love it. It's going to help me get out of here all I have to do is go to sleep... Night night world... I woke up and I'm alone again. The light is gone but I'm out of the library at least... I seem to be on a boat. Like a medium size boat... There's rushing water all around me... Well no not on the boat I mean the sound of rushing water in every direction... This seems familiar... I know this I know the name of this boat... I know where I am... I'm on the Maid of the Mist at Niagara falls... I also know when I am... My 13th birthday... We went to niagara falls... Me, two friends and my family... That's when my father died... He was standing next to me telling me about the waterfalls when suddenly he began to choke... He doubled over and began coughing and choking. There was blood... The paramedics came but no matter what they did he wouldn't stop choking then he collapsed and he never got back up... The party was cut short and we went back home the next day. My mother never remarried I never saw any of my friends from the party again... I became reclusive and isolated... One night I was in my room on my computer. The internet was my only connection to the world. My release from isolation... That night though I heard a clatter downstairs. I went downstairs and as I descended the steps I heard singing... Someone young was in my living room singing... It terrified me. When I reached the last step I heard my mother scream then all the sounds stopped and the temperature which I hadn't noticed was freezing began warming back up... I didn't need to look into the living room. I knew my mom was dead and I knew why. Not how. I still don't know how but I knew why. Because like me she had isolated herself after my father's death. It was loneliness. Loneliness had killed her and it would kill me too if I remained alone... I was sent to live with my uncle and aunt after and I immediately began making as many friends as I could. I never wanted to be alone and until now I never have been... When I pass this test I'll never have to be alone again... I know this now. That will be my reward. I will never be lonely again. The door to the cabin is different than usual. It's got to be my way out. Always move forward no more looking back.

PsiMe # 28

Oh god I was just eaten by a giant fish! Wait why the hell is there a fish swimming in an ocean of imagination? Better question why was there an ocean of imagination? Better better question how the hell am I back on the city street?! There's someone staring at me... It's not one of the shadowy things or the claw guy... Or the grave digger... I don't think it's me... any of the mes... I want to go to them but I'm scared... this is a trap... It has to be some kind of trap... Fuck it I'm lonely I'm going over there... It's an old man. I'm suddenly in a library and the man is gone... I knew it was a trap... Every single book in this library is written by the same author... Beth Lamnnid. Never heard of her... Weird name. Ok Reading a book called "Of Ascension and the formulization of Deities" Weird title. The book is blank. No wait... Words seem to appear only when I look at another page and disappear when I look back... That sucks I can't actually read any of it... Oh geez that was loud! Well as the booming voice of god has declared that the library is closing now I should probably find my way out... Oh god this place is like a maze... There's just stacks of books everywhere I look. There's no way out! where the hell is the exit?! I'm sure if I don't get out before closing time bad things are going to happen where the hell is the exit?! I'm crying oh god why am I crying. I've been through so much today why is this so much more terrifying than anything else that's happened to me?! I need to get out! Oh god please let me out! No no no the library is not closed! Don't say that I still have time! I must still have time! The lights are going out... It's so dark... So very dark... And lonely... I'm so alone... I hate being alone... I've always hated being alone... I always surround myself with others insert myself into every group because I hate being alone... I've been mostly alone this whole time though so why is it getting to me so much now?! I hate this library. I hate that voice. I hate Beth Lamnnid. I hate the old man. I hate The City. I hate everything in this place... I want to go home... I want to go back to the normal world. Where physics rules and there are no shadow creatures or claw guy and no dead alternate universe me... There's a light... Right up ahead... No books in the light... Nothing in the light... It's empty... Lonely... It needs a friend... I'll be it's friend... I'm stepping into the light...

PsiMe # 27

I'm suspended in mid-air now... Floating above a vast ocean. The ocean isn't made of water though... It's made of imagination! I wonder if that actually worked...Probably not. Anyways yes. There is an ocean of imagination below me... I don't know how I know that I just know it. Oh and here's the shadow creatures and their pet claw creature. They're standing on the bank of the ocean. GNAGH! My head! No not again! get... get out! You are doing well. Your transition is moving at a speed we have not seen yet. Uhn... You're not going to explain what you mean are you? No now fall. Gah I can't swim in imagination! At least I don't think I can! Ew it doesn't feel like water it feels like swimming in ear wax. Tastes like it too! Trying to swim but it's got the consistency of jello... Sinking! Drowning in imagination... That sounds like some kind of artsy metaphor... On that note I'm not drowning... I seem to be breathing fine... Except every breath fills my mouth with foul tasting crud... Assuming this is as deep as a normal ocean it could take some time to reach the bottom... I wonder what I can do to pass the time... Not that... You know what I'm just going to hum for next little while... Hum... Hum hum hum... Doo da la la la la... Geez this is taking forever... I can't sink any faster... Actually I can't alter my speed or position at all... Ok I'm going to count now... Let's see how high I can get before I hit the ocean floor... Anyone reading this feel free to skip... 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42 43 44 45 46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54 55 56 57 58 59 I think I see the bottom... 60 61 62 63 64 65 66 67 68 69 70 71 72 73 74 75 76 77 78 79 80 81 82 83 84 85 86 87 88 89 90 9- Oh shit giant fish!

PsiMe # 26

Falling through the atmosphere! I must admit this is a new one... I have just jumped from the moon down to earth and am now falling through the clouds. Because of course everyone knows there's gravity in space and things never burn up when  they hit the atmosphere. I bet I'll survive this fall as well... I should be happy physics doesn't work here but really it just annoys me... The clouds are passing by slowly... Wait clouds passing? I'm pretty sure I shouldn't be passing clouds... I should be passing through water in the atmosphere not fluffy white things? Shouldn't I? I just landed on a cloud... It feels like a marshmallow... There's a door here... Actually there are three doors here... No wait six... Wait twelve... The doors are multiplying is what I'm trying to say here... Now the doors are changing colour. Each one has a symbol on it. I don't recognize any of the symbols. A circle with an x in it... A weird almost jewish star. Like two triangles overlapping... A weird sign hard to describe it's like a winding line going through a diagonal straight line... The others are even weirder... I need to pick a door... Too many to eeny meeny miney mo this time... So I'm just going to spin and point and spi-Oh god I'm falling!

PsiMe # 25

It's cold here... Very cold... On a suddenly realized note! If I have been keeping track of the post date of the PsiMe properly this post should be releasing on my birthday. If so yay happy birthday to me if not well... January 19 is my birthday so um if that's not today wherever the people reading this are wish me a happy birthday on that day. Assuming I'm still alive. Geez it is freezing here. My footsteps look weird in the snow... they look bigger than they should... Like two people standing in each... Hmm I seem to have caught up to another pair of footsteps. They look just like mine. Wait... Have I been walking in my own footsteps... Yep that explains it... Kind of... Minus the fact that it makes no sense. I'm walking in my own footsteps at the same moment I'm making said footsteps... I'm walking on a mobius strip or something... Hmm what happens if I step to the side... Holy shit where am I?! Ok I'm on the moon now I think... Oh god there's no air! Got to be a way out! The planet! Just below me! JUMP!