…from your home, but rather than live on the street you go to Ikea. At night you hide in the bathroom until the janitor leaves. Write about your life.
Journal Entry 265
My attempts to map this labyrinth continue, but I fear that it is all for naught. My markers have disappeared again, setting me back another week. Fortune smiled upon me though as I found my way back to the restaurant and ate like a king for the first time in weeks.
I have heard rumblings in the walls of mad things in the center of the maze. A monster that is somewhere between beast and man who holds the key to unraveling the mystery and perhaps an end to my woes.
So I shall continue on in my quest, insane as it might be. I will master this strange and supernatural place. For now though, I must hide as the light threatens to return. With it, it brings The Others; beings of grand fortune and power that they are able to escape the clutches of this maddening place. I am unworthy of their sight and only dare to watch them from the darkness on my bravest days.
If you are reading this now, then I have failed on my quest. Perhaps I have fallen to the monster or perhaps The Others have caught me witnessing their splendor. Just know that I do not pity you, poor fool, for you are now in the grips of Ikea and she does not give up her prizes easily.
Behind the Random: Rumor has it that Ikea’s are purposely made confusing mazes to trick customers into buying more. So imagine choosing to be trapped in that maze. Madness wouldn’t be too far away I imagine. Anyways, this one was more fun than I figured it would be. Had to puzzle over it for a bit, but once the idea hit, it struck like a bull (that’s a minotaur joke for you Greek Mythology fans out there).
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