orphanage of horrors, survivors, journal logs

as soon as I stepped into the orphanage I was in a near completely different realm instead of the wooden church building I was greeted by blood stained stone in a large corridor.

I kept walking and was met with an inner Capel with a statue that was crying blood the statute was a woman holding an empty bowl and a knife which was a little bit ominous.

there were two doors leading to corridors from the inner Capel with signs above them one said kitchen/office and the other said bedroom/bathroom.

I was looking for the children so I went towards the bedroom along the way I saw several blood splatters new and old but no bodies a few mise ran along the floor but no rats.

I made it to the bedroom it stank like decay and filth with a unique mix of putrid I doubted could exist anywhere else inside instead of beds there were almost empty cages only one girl was inside she at least eight and was covered in filth and I could see her ribs in a was that shouldn't be possible.

running up to the cage I slashed it open with a pain blade and got out my water bottle and gave it to her and she started drinking I decided to heal her just in case and felt my stomach eat itself but I got better pretty quickly.

I looked back at her and even though I could still see her starvation it was nowhere near as bad she looked wise beyond her years eyes empty save a little bit of life her dirty black hair cut short her slightly yellowish white skin showing her malnutrition she instead of speaking put her finger to her mouth and grabbed my wrist.

she ran while holding my wrist with her thin bony hand and I found myself in a closet she started writing on the wall with her blood.

'don't speak he will find us, quiet like a mouse, kitchen other children quite like a mouse'

it was quite the ominous message but I could gather two things one there wear children in the kitchen and two that whatever they were scared of could find us by sound.

I decided to heal her and pick her up and I started quietly walking to the kitchen the closer I got the more she struggled to get out of my grasp but she was a weak starving child and I was well into puberty the kitchen however was very large.

by large I mean that everything inside was built for a giant I felt like an mouse compared to the room which was a pretty big clue as to where the mouse analogy came from I looked around and I saw a mouse hole so I walked towards it.

Infront of it was a mouse trap so I hurried inside so as to not get caught inside was a bunch of starved and malnourished children at least fifteen of them.

I got to work they all seemed to be paralyzed in hunger and I went around and healed each one they all felt the same a slight head pain and a dull stabbing pain in my stomach I was actually losing a lot of body fat before entering I was a little bit chubby but now I looked closer to a twig which wasn't good.

after all was said and done they started speaking in small clicking sounds and scratching words into the wall the girl from before got off my back and brought me to a wall with diary entries which were very hard to read especially since it had a spelling mistake in every word.

nonetheless I started reading.

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day 1#- it feels like weeks since everything changed luckily we have found the hole though it is hard to fit fifty of us in here.

day 2#- I'm starting to get hungry I hear him stomping on the floor outside so I think he is hungry too.

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day 7#- haven't eaten in ages he put a mouse trap outside

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day 9#- some kids tried to get the cheese off of the mouse trap I heard their screaming and crying after a click a leg flew in and we shared the meat and all sucked a little from the bones I also found some other dead so I dragged them outside.

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day 12#- the babies and most toddlers have died now I had everyone eat a bit of them and save the rest for tomorrow.

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day 14#- all the food had been used but a few older kids decided to sacrifice parts of their body.

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day 20#- we are the older kids.

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day 30#- some kids made a run for it I saw only Nyx make it out I am the last last person above twelve so I started to sacrifice parts of my body.

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day 35#- I am about to faint se I em writng this to Sey ¥¢¥£€¢≠

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past a certain point it was illegible and I could only read the sporadic scribbles but it gave me an idea of what happened and it nearly made me vomit which was a lot coming from me.

it was decided I had to help these children of course it didn't help that I could feel my curse pull at my soul at the very thought of abandoning them but I needed to make a few very important decisions firstly do I try and defeat this supposedly giant person or do I try and sneak out the children one by one? secondly do I save all of them?

the final question I had to ask myself was how long I was willing to take to save them.