I'm going to be honest. I have no fucking clue what's going on right now. I'm two steps away from giving up on understanding.
Let me start from the beginning.
Some girl named Elda tells me her friend, Abi, has disappeared. A link to my twitter was left in her place. After connecting that with the weird stalker and Ted's disappearance, we found... and you're all gonna fucking love this... we found a blog of somebody claiming to be my character. It's full of insane gibberish about multiple worlds and shit. This guys claims he took Abi fucking between worlds, in an attempt to get power over the world I live in, which is a third that he can't enter but wants to control? I don't know. I assumed it was insane ramblings of a psychopath. I still hope that's all it was, but it's harder to convince myself of that now.
Elda tweets at me and talks about using fucking magic, like that's a normal thing. She didn't seem to see anything out of the ordinary about it and claimed that it's weird I don't know it's real. In an attempt to humor her, I agreed to go along with her using warp magic to teleport me to her world and try to help Elda, positive it was just a silly thing to agree to that wouldn't do anything but would make Elda feel better.
It fucking did something.
I was lying in bed when I felt this loud shock, saw black & white light, and heard the screaming of a bell. Next thing I know, I have the worst migraine of my life and I'm lying in someone's basement. There were several rooms between me and the exit and the place was full of blood, disturbing messages on the walls, and fucking doors for some reason. Just lying on the ground. There was a staircase outside and another upstairs that were locked so I had to go to the far exit 7 or 8 rooms away. Needless to say, I didn't go upstairs to the rest of the house, I got the hell outta dodge. There were woods surrounding the house so I went into them to see if I could find my way out.
Halfway through going into them I ran into someone who asked what was wrong. I told him I needed help, that someone who believed in magic must have taken me and put me in their basement for some fucking reason. He asked if I came from that house in the woods. I said yes. He screamed something about "the spawn of the devil" and lit me on fucking fire. I don't know HOW, he didn't have a flamethrower or something that I saw, but one second we're talking and the next I'm on the ground in flames screaming as he's running away as if his life is being threatened.
Some girl found me and let me stay in her apartment for a while. I slept for two fucking days. Afterwards, when I mentioned Elda she seemed to know who I was talking about and gave me directions to her complex, which was supposedly "two bus rides away".
I got lost. I slept in a dirty bus station one night. Someone else walked up to me and asked if I needed "healing magic". I laughed at him. I was in flames for the second time that week.
Got to Elda's place yesterday. Finally found the energy to update now.
If anyone has a fucking clue what's going on please tell me.
OH, and there was a baked sweet potato in my pocket when I woke up in the basement. No clue why. No use questioning it anyways.
