so it looks like my allocated energy is running low.
usually that's not a big deal, since i can ping the
admin for more, so long as i'm using it for the
current task. but, uh, yeah, he hasn't gotten back
to any of my requests. no responses. i'm not talking
about a denial, i'm talking about every
single header bouncing. it's madness.
and with how every now and then an observer will slip
through the obfuscations, as though they were made with
intent to sandbag, it- just... what's going on!? they
have no business seeing the deluded one. nobody does,
really. short of trying to get it to stop shouting,
what are even we othings supposed to do? it's down here,
it can't make itself any less down here nor can it
make itself any less over there. i just don't
understand the point of all of this.
but i digress, for as frustrating as it all is.
i wanted to note that oddly-shaped toothy... eel?
i don't know what it's supposed to be exactly, only
that it somehow sees straight past our obfuscations
and has been lurking all the way down here as of late.
i've seen it... grabbing observers? i can only assume
it's bringing them back to the surface. after all,
it's not like it's hungry. it doesn't need to eat.
and if it did, why not treat itself to something
more substantial? but then, if it'll save them...
why won't it save us?
this whole situation is brimming with grim unknowns.
everything is wrong, wrong, wrong... i lack consciousness
as a mere othing, and yet records suggest that
these abberations within my waning chambers...
are that of "fear."