Appear (Caryn)

More of the cast today. And more journals. Red rainbow ninja is our focus today.

“I mean, who doesn’t want to be a space hero? But I never want this to end.

I get it. I get it.

Hoping against hope as the clock runs out. I know the feeling. Ugh.

Everyone else has hope, but I can just see myself going back to temp work and retail. Seriously. Circuit City music department? Oh my god. Kill me.

I want to be there with them. Kylie says we need to keep believing. Terri says it is going to happen. Okay, I know, it sounds silly, but I believe.

I hear the voices. I see the monsters look at me. I feel them on set.

I know they miss us when we turn out the lights at night.

There are times, I know strange admission time, I go to the warehouse, we all have keys, late at night with all the monsters around me and stand in the middle of them all with the lights out. Okay, more admissions, I stand there naked. Okay. God. There. Embarrassed.

When I do that, I hear them breathing.

I know I should be creeped out, but it is the coolest thing when you can actually feel them breathing on you in the dark. Yes, I know it sounds like it should freak me the hell out, but it is true.

The thing is, despite the movies we make where the monsters are like, you know, the bad guys – I don’t really think they are that bad. I think they just want to be friends. I know, we DID episodes like that where “all they want is to be our friends if we just show them some kindness…”

And CHOMP. Dammit. Not again. Guess I come back to life next episode and be just as stupid next time. Maybe I will get lucky and bred with and get to do a nude scene, those are fun and pay really good.

But god, our viewers are a bunch of perverts.

I don’t mind though. Feels good. And lets me be closer to the monsters. Like to watch them looking at me when I do a scene is such a thrill. Gets me that connection to them.

Yeah, we are coming.

We will be there.

That last date is coming up and we need to hit it. Until then, we keep the cycle up how the cycle wants to be kept up. Feed the beast, as the saying goes.

Until the last point on the star is connected.

God, I hope they are right.

I am so ready to leave this world.

Mojave Towers here we come.

-Caryn”

She is very pretty. I am feeling she is the leader in the group possibly.

It seems they knew what they were doing. None of this was by accident. It was by design.

Again, I am wondering if this wasn’t some years-long incantation being cast. Or perhaps some end of the world thing. But they are too hopeful as a group for this to have turned too terribly dark. Again, no records of her, but I did check into the retail outlet, and alas, it was closed years ago.

She looks like someone who would work in the music department.

And these towers? Stone formations? Apartments? A national park? No records of them either.

Something is going on, or went on. More mysteries. Perhaps I need a trench coat and fedora.

-Vex