Published Mar 12th, 2016, 3/12/16 8:43 am
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Welcome stranger to my house,
I hope you find what you need to survive and escape the desert. You may wonder who I am. I am You. I got lost in this desert and had lost all hope. I had just reached the top of another sand dune when I saw water. I got so shocked I lost grip in the sand and fell. Then everything turned black.
When I woke up one of my legs was hurting and I could not stand on it. I got to the water. Spent some time in the shades from the bushes. The water made my mind clearer. I understood I could not start a journey from this place until my leg was healed. Therefore, I started building this house. It was never supposed to become this big however my leg took a long time to fully heal and building was the only occupation in the desert.
Feel free to explore the house. If you do, you will find these books laying at different locations in the house.
Feel free to use the food and items in the house. Just remember to replace them when you leave so that if someone else like me, like you, would find the house also would survive.
Stranger,
You have now reached the guest house. I do not know why I built it. The primary house is most certainly big enough for all guest I could possible get at this location. I guess I still was hoping someone else would reach me. To not be alone. As long as I kept building I did not think about the loneliness. It was a way to show myself I still believed someone else could come and if someone is reading this I was right. I would get a guest at last.
Stranger,
You have found my favorite and worse place in the house. I both loved and hated laying here at night looking at the stars. It was relaxing but at the same time it made me sad. It made me feel lost. I built this house for a very long time with no connection with any living creature. This spot in the house made me want to return to society.
At last my leg had healed fully and I started planning my last journey in this desert. I packed what I needed and wrote these books. I knew I could not make a half hearted try. If I would get out of this desert I had to give it all. Therefore, I would never return to this house. When you read this. I may have leaved just a few minutes ago. I may leaved days ago. I may leaved years ago. I may not have made it out. I may have made it out.
Sincerely,
You
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