Somewhere on Terra...

The place I have found myself in is familiar for me, in some unknown way,

The place feels like something I have seen before yet I know I've never walked its halls,

A place I could almost believe that I have seen within my bone-chilling nightmares,

Dreams that left me with deep confusion and panic from morning to night throughout the day,

With a fear growing in the mind, as it's forced to brace for the impending terror and panic flooding the mind this day.

The stairs appear to be moving upwards with other stairs going downwards as if on gears,

Yet no noise can be heard of these supposed gears, as they shuffle sideways and from beyond sight and as they get near,

As this structure gives no reason or mind to the movements it seems to exhibit, free from the fears of the mind,

Stairs shift visibly, yet the mind is left with no conclusion but that this place seems to defy space itself,

Leaving one unable to grasp the order and chaos of this place and its pace.

Vertigo and fear stir in one's mind as they view this unusual place,

This strange school leaves a sense of unease, confusion, and fear in the mind as thoughts race,

An illusionary labyrinth, that though no apparent malice is found in its design, feels strange, like it's misplaced.

As brightly colored club posters decorate the pristine halls,

Ones attention will drift to the floor of the place, and find it pristine and clean of any debris as well,

As quite unlike a normal school, everything in this place feels too perfectly aligned, too pristine to be real.

The silence that blankets this realm is deafening between the strange assortment of noises that occur at random,

As one moves about the place, various scents are present here, from normal detergent to those that occur for no good reason,

Like the scent of ash, that's present when shadows shuffle amongst the halls on beats no one can hear,

The sounds of cloth scraping against walls and rustling noises from things that appear to be trees outside the place,

With the gaze of unkind animals moving along outside, beside rotting carcasses that indicate the fate that awaits.

The sounds at times are sometimes too much to handle, but there is something overall pressing I find,

Why does the place seem to send mixed messages with everything I'm finding?

As those beasts outside bring forth terror, but you and they cannot interact with each other, there is no harm found,

They and I cannot bypass the gate yet erected the dangers feel genuine, I can still feel the terror, the panic I felt, seeing them,

What is real anymore? What is an illusion? What is the truth of the world now that I've seen this?

Journal found on a random desk

Written by #####, Highschool Student(Scratched Out)