C-OSO-009
Barista: Zach Black
Date: Feb-3-2020
Receipt: C-OSO-009
Subject: Otherworld
Sky’s still glowing like an opal dipped in fog. Still, we’ve decided to end the day before it forgets to end for us.
Our CaDComs are all showing roughly 9:00 P.M. ████████ time. And as much as this place ignores things like dusk and nightfall, the others are unanimous—we stick to ████████ time. Syncing to this place, whatever its rhythm is, would start the drift. Physically, ██████████████, psychologically. And like Nick said, it’s the equivalent of getting the bends. It’ll make getting home harder.
We found a decent camp spot tucked beneath a ridge that almost resembles a stone fence. Natural or not, it’s a wall at our backs. That’s enough. Jericho’s growing paranoid about potential unwanted ████████ watching us. Eoin too, though he was paranoid about that before the Otherworld was an “official” place.
I ran a short-range scan while we set up. No active signatures. We should be safe. Then again, it’s not like our CaDComs are truly calibrated for the Otherworld. But I do think we’re getting close. Closer to the ███████████. The World’s Navel. I can’t explain it exactly. The CaDCom still can’t track it. But the air’s thickening. Not pressure—presence. ██████. ████████. Like █████ in a field after ████.
It’s faint. But it’s been getting stronger.
Tomorrow, if the path holds, we’ll reach the heart of ████████.
But tonight, we rest.
The sky might not dim. But we should. Or try to, anyway.
Even if we don’t feel it… our bodies do. We’ve walked a day’s worth. More, maybe.
Decaffeinate Receipt
"Entr'acte/Just Around the Corner–Maggie, Maggie May–Squeezit the Moocher/Alphabet Song–One Hand, One Heart–A Christmas Song/I'll Believe in You (Reprise)–Drugstore/Hotellobby."
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