The door of eyes

28th of Shar 358

I didn't get another chance to write until now so I'm going to recount everything before I head to rest. I am exhausted. Even more so having to carry our new companion on my back after changing form.

After we opened the door, there was a shadowy figure inside. Hymn entered the door way and after a glowing light, he disappeared and was replaced with a golden thread. The figure inside took the thread and started to glow a golden color, going from a dehydrated husk to a health, rejuvenated figure. The figure steps into the light. My thoughts in the moment were "Did I just witness Hymn die? Is he dead? What happened to him?" but the next few moments soothed those thoughts.

They introduced themselves as Ferryman. He explains that Hymn was never real, that he was a dream of sorts. I don't fully understand but I interpret it as Hymn and Ferryman are the same person, just in a different form.

Ferryman only remembers so far as our names, entering the cave, and about Slaughter. He mentioned something about the threads being fickle; he seems very familiar with the threads. After asking where we are, we start to head out of the cave. As we head to the entrance of the cave, Ferryman changes their tone, saying we need to leave now, a sense of urgency in their voice. We were being chased by something, something really dangerous.

As we ran away from the cave down the mountainside, Hornet brings up how we could probably fight it, and at the time, I believed them. We had a plan of attacking from the tree line and if things went bad, we would split up. But when it came to time to fight it, everyone ran but me. I heard gunshots and a knife hit skin before I saw it. The figure was wearing a long, white robe, had curly, orange hair, and was lacking a jaw and several portions of its body. It was terrifying. It looked over at me and I heard a ringing in my head. It asked me if I was trying to hide and it mocked me, calling me a little girl. It said I can hide my thoughts and my body but it will still see me. It said I was lucky I wasn't torn to shreds already. It told me to run, save myself, and that running makes it more fun for it.

Everything in me told me to run, to run as fast and far away as I could. I felt my hands and feet turn into hooves, fur grow on my body, antlers grow out of my head as I changed forms into an elk. It was the fastest creature I could think of at the time and I bolted past the others, who were already running. Ferryman hopped on my back as I ran past them. We ran for hours, the cold wind blowing in my face. When we eventually made it to the foot of the mountain, I changed back to my original form. Ferryman said it was a bumpy ride on my back and said we should be far enough away to rest. I am extremally exhausted, I don't feel safe right now but I need to rest. Good night, journal.

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