Theres a man with the girl now hes approaching hes not right someone help hes hurt tom someone anyone just come help!

Something's wrong...

Emma says she's ready to open a door but she can't actually do it. Nothing happens when she tries, usually when she goes to open a door when not ready it at least makes some weird half door thing appear but honestly nothing is happening when she attempts it this time. We've agreed to just try it tomorrow.

I'm getting worried, not even corner of my eye man is here, I've got a sinking feeling that this place isn't as sweet and pleasant as it appears to be. I could have sworn I heard giggling last night. I've also been seeing people, not like at the corner of my eye but every now and again, I'll look out of the window or into the distance when I'm outside and see a girl watching us, she's smiling, not a cheery smile but an unsettling one.

I need to tell Tom and Emma but there's nothing we can do about this until Emma is able to get us out of here so there's no point in worrying them. I'll keep watch for them, I mean how much harm could one girl be against the three of us?

Famous last words part II...

New place

Emma opened up a door earlier, there's nothing really special about how she does it. It's pretty much a wave of her hand and then it's like a distortion in that section, like how heatwaves make the air shimmer or something like that, I'm probably describing it badly, whatever, the point is that we went through it.

As for the destination, well it's a lot more pretty than the last... but something isn't right about it. At first glance, all I could see was a field with a ton of flowers in it, Emma loved the sight. We walked around for a bit, there's really not a lot here but these flowers and I've got to say, they really give off a stink. Not a bad odour from the flowers but all of these flowers giving off the typical flowery smell at once, it's to much, at some points I felt like I was gagging on it.

And I'm fairly sure there are animals or... something under the flowers, yeah, when I say there are a lot of flowers, we can't actually see past our waist. Every now and again there's this rustling from beneath the flowers, it's probably just rabbits or something but I am sufficiently creeped out by this place. It's just not right.

We found a cabin so we've decided to stay in there, not bad, there's 2 beds, table, chairs and the best part, a fridge full of food, don't ask me how it works without any source of power but hell, I was on a floating city of ruins before. Emma says we won't be here that long, she's building up the energy for a door quicker than usual so that's a relief.

Tom is acting strange though, he looks, well he looks terrified of being here, when I tried asking him about it, he just shook his head saying "It'll be fine, we won't be here for long..." Maybe he just has really bad hayfever, who knows. Not a lot else happened, so I guess I'll end here for now then.

And yes, I can see the warning signs... I can't do anything about it until Emma can get us out of here.

Me

Emma should be able to open a door soon. Thank god, I am sick to death of this bloody city, it's cold, it's boring and to be honest, rubble is not a refreshing site to me. But anyhow, I figured now would be a better time than any to talk about me, the writer of this blog.

The main thing with me is, well I don't have my own look, I don't mean I just haven't got a style to go with, I literally don't have my own form, rather, I have everyone else's. You can probably refer to me as a changeling I guess. Whenever I come into physical contact with someone, I begin to change into them, it's gotta be skin contact. It doesn't particular matter on the age, gender, race or anything, I kind of just change. I don't receive their memories or anything but I guess that's for the best.

Once I've changed, I'm stuck like that for the next 24 hours, after which all I have to do is to come into contact with the next person and there I go changing. I don't remember what I used to look like, I haven't been in my own form since I was 6, I'm not even sure of my gender. People don't like my ability... it scares them, people wouldn't come near me for the next 10 years. It was lonely. I began to abuse my ability, I've done things with it that I'm not particularly proud of.

I've been stuck looking like Emma for the past few days now, Tom is purposely avoiding contact with me because he finds it amusing having two Emma's around him. I've grown to not really care on gender anymore, I guess I'm comfortable in either now. In terms of sexuality... well it doesn't change I'm pretty much interested in women either form.

Emma's opening a door, it's time to go, I'll end the happy post here...

Tom

We've reached the edge of the city now. The outside of the city, is nothing. The edge just fades away into darkness. The three of us are... well, kind of worried because as you all know - at least I hope you know - cities are not supposed to just end like this. Tom being the genius he is, almost falls into this nothingness by trying to look underneath the city. With me and Emma grabbing onto his legs, he told us that the city is floating above this darkness, like it was a floating island.

This is probably a better time than any to write about Tom. He's fairly tall, he's taller than Emma and me, well taller than me right now. Black hair, dark skin, lazy expression. There's not really a lot to say about his looks in my opinion, Emma seems to disagree but I'm not going to get into that again.

Me and Emma stumbled across Tom when we kind of accidently teleported into his room, he kind of just stared and then made a joke. In our few days there, him and Emma had pretty much fallen for eachother so we brought him along with us. It took a few weeks for me to get used to him, but we became friends in the end.

Tom is not the brightest, by that I mean he's a moron. The problem is he never thinks about the repercussions, that looking under the city thing as an example. I let jealousy get in the way but I honestly Tom, is a good friend. He can be funny and caring and I'm pretty sure he would protect me and Emma if someone ever tried to hurt us. You hear that, corner of my eye man, I've decided that the figure in the corner of my eye shall be referred as a he now.

In terms of our abilities, Tom says that he has one, but he absolutely refuses to go any further into it than that, even to Emma. Sometimes I doubt that he does have one like me and Emma but that doesn't particuarly change my opinion of him, he accepts me and Emma despite the Eldritch crap that we do and to be honest, it's hard to find that kind of acceptance in someone...

Emma

Emma still can't open up a gateway, so we're still stuck in the city of rubble. Oh and I suppose this is a good time to write about Emma since she's sitting opposite to me. Emma is, well Emma to me, is beautiful... Her dirty blond hair drapes down to her shoulders, her eyes are a greyish blue, her face is perfect even with the scars. She's 20 years old now, 2 years older than me.

Her personality isn't quite as beautiful, she can be quite bossy at times, she'd pretty much be seen as our de-facto leader if you saw us. But then again, she can be sweet and kind when we're not on the move, Emma is the one that found me after all, yeah we wern't all born right next to eachother, we each had to deal with this Eldritch stuff during childhood.

Emma's ability is pretty much the reason she stumbled accross me, you see, Emma has the power to open up doors to different locations, she has very little control over them. Why do we keep jumping through them? Because if Emma goes to long without opening up a doorway herself then the doors will begin to force themselves open and that tends to get us into a lot of trouble. One of the force opened doors was the one that led her to me and we pretty much became friends after I was the only one that didn't run away screaming from the fact that some random lady appeared out of nowhere.

We've been travelling together ever since, we don't really have a destination but we kind of well, find it fun to jump through the doors together, never knowing what we see next. We've had much better than rubble cities, trust me.

I think I'm be in love with Emma... in my eyes, she's amazing. But I can't ever do anything about it... Not as long as her and Tom are the way they are. Don't get me wrong, I don't hate Tom for it, he too is one of my best friends. I'm just well, it makes me jealous of him.

Emma is questioning why I keep looking up at her, ending here now.

Filled with Eldrich Crap

I'm still not sure if there is someone following us, I keep thinking I see someone out the corner of my eye, but I never a good enough glimpse because if there is someone there, they're gone when I look. I don't really know why I'm writing about this, I'm only a little bit unsettled about it is all.

Anyway, we're almost out of the city I think, the amount of rubble is starting to get less dense, I honestly have no idea what happened here, whatever it was, it must have been big, I'd imagine it was something eldritch. Urgh, the eldritch, you readers have no idea how much I hate it, it's because of them that people lose their minds. Can't really talk though... me, Tom and Emma, we're well kinda familiar with it.

I should explain, well I'm not sure that I'll be able to properly well uh so the three of us are full of 'eldritch crap' which you could say has given us some weird abilities. It sounds like we could be superherous, but we're pretty much just freaks to everyone else, it's pretty much why we are friends, well I am with them... Emma and Tom are a bit to close to just be friends. I wouldn't mind but they are 'really' open about it.

It sucks only having them for company right now, well I have possible corner of my eye guy. He, she, it or nothing will always be with me.

And with that sane note, I'll end here.