🕯️ Journal Entry #002: When the Realm Breathes Back October 31 – Written from the Garage by One Bad Maa The Realm’s been different tonight. You can feel it before you even flip the switch, a pulse, slow and heavy, like the walls are holding their breath. The kind of silence that hums in your teeth before it breaks. I should’ve gone inside hours ago, but I couldn’t. The air’s too thick with something I can’t name. The candle won’t stay still; the flame keeps bowing toward the workbench, like it’s listening. They say Halloween thins the veil;
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ENTRY #001: TRANSMISSION FROM THE REALM [Realm Time 01:43 – Friday Night, lights low, the machine humming] “A log from the Architect of Chaos, when the world quiets and the fire reignites.” I’m writing this with the room quiet, streets faint outside the window, Command Center glowing like a cockpit. I can hear the fan in the laptop, that soft mechanical breath, like the machine’s reminding me it’s still here even when I am not. Two weeks thrown off rhythm will mess with your head. You start to feel like a ghost who used to live inside the body that