Mulky
CASAX-5
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Oto jestem, spoglądając na najdalsze krańce Bałtyku. Próbując dowiedzieć się, gdzie jestem; nie, gdzie jest mój umysł. Próbuję poszukać tego, co przywiodło mnie w tę podróż. Czy to przypadek? Podróż daleko w morze, podróż daleko od domu. Oto jestem, szukam.
I took a look earlier around the Island. I seem to have woken up from quite a headache, I still feel my head hurting even with the wound I've gotten earlier on my gut. I shouldn't be moving around, so I decided to keep my head low and write on this small booklet I've taken back in the U.S -- It seems this will serve me well for now. Writing makes the pain go away, even though I can still feel the burning sensation around my gut. If that ... Young man sees me, he might scold me. Haha, but what can he do? He's just a young man, even though he has superior knowledge of medicine than I do. I only know how to do a couple of stitches, back when they taught me on orientation regarding First Aid. What was his name ... Jacob? He's too young, I wonder what brought him here. I also want to know how he found out my name.
Still, I need to work on my English, years of living in Polska, and transferring into the United States is truly a chore for me.
I still don't remember anything after being brought into the ship. I ... Only remember a bright explosion, a very bright explosion. Then there I was, inside an unknown ship sailing away on a place they call 'The Void'. I think I talked to other people, but my memory is failing me. I only remember some names and a flat cap-wearing British female that seemed hostile when I first found her in the decks of the ship. Then some names of the people that I've found over on the planet. I think the names I remember are ... Mina, Jacob, Hector, Wyatt, and a few others that I am yet to talk to. The group knows little about me, and I haven't told my name to anyone yet. A few other people know that I speak English, the rest knows that I only speak Polish. I don't trust anyone, and even if I let some of myself go free for anyone to meet, I lessen what they need to know about me. I am yet to see anyone trustworthy to talk to, therefore I enjoy the views of the Baltic waters for now - they prove to be delightful for relaxation and peace of mind in this hell.
Earlier, I talked to that British-sounding female. Ellie, was it? We had small talk, she told me that her 'personal belonging' (which turned out to be a gun), was taken away from her forcefully by the captain. I told her, "Why not ask for it back? You held yourself good back in that alien planet.", she gave me this thousand-mile stare. I figured perhaps that was such a stupid question to ask. I asked her why she hated the captain, although my memory does not serve me well. I think she hates the captain primarily because of how ... Hostile he is from what it may seem. I had my first contact with the captain myself, he was quite the fighter I might say.
I took a walk around the Island after a couple of helicopters passed by, from the looks of it, the helicopters were too ... 'Futuristic', I have not seen any of it's kind. Maybe it's made by the United States? Something to fight back against the alien scum, maybe ruski-made? I don't know, but whatever it may be, I wish to stray away from it. For now. After a few moments, I saw someone in the cave. I took a peek, and saw the captain, as well as Jacob, talking to a green creature. Although I forgot what they call the creature, all I know is that they might be planning something. I thought, "maybe they're trying to find a way out of the coast!", but after recollecting memories of the highway being blocked, I abstained. From what I can see, they are talking about something else.
From what I've seen today, the group truly is something that I am yet to trust. I have no one to talk to, and I recently got shot by two ruskis. The pain is still there, and I need to sleep. I asked Ellie where the group might be holding supplies, and she told me they were keeping it inside the Lighthouse. If I am to get something for myself to use and get out of here, the Lighthouse storage is my best bet. I need to go and find myself some painkillers, a map, some food, and batteries for my flashlight. I don't need any weapons, nor do I know how to use a gun. I know how to survive out there, but perhaps it will be a long time before that wish of mine becomes true. Who knows, maybe my mind will change after some time ... But for now, I'll only trust myself and myself only.
Niech Bóg utoruje drogę do bezpieczeństwa i pomoże mi wyleczyć się z ran. Niech mnie pobłogosławi swoim świętym duchem.
I took a look earlier around the Island. I seem to have woken up from quite a headache, I still feel my head hurting even with the wound I've gotten earlier on my gut. I shouldn't be moving around, so I decided to keep my head low and write on this small booklet I've taken back in the U.S -- It seems this will serve me well for now. Writing makes the pain go away, even though I can still feel the burning sensation around my gut. If that ... Young man sees me, he might scold me. Haha, but what can he do? He's just a young man, even though he has superior knowledge of medicine than I do. I only know how to do a couple of stitches, back when they taught me on orientation regarding First Aid. What was his name ... Jacob? He's too young, I wonder what brought him here. I also want to know how he found out my name.
Still, I need to work on my English, years of living in Polska, and transferring into the United States is truly a chore for me.
I still don't remember anything after being brought into the ship. I ... Only remember a bright explosion, a very bright explosion. Then there I was, inside an unknown ship sailing away on a place they call 'The Void'. I think I talked to other people, but my memory is failing me. I only remember some names and a flat cap-wearing British female that seemed hostile when I first found her in the decks of the ship. Then some names of the people that I've found over on the planet. I think the names I remember are ... Mina, Jacob, Hector, Wyatt, and a few others that I am yet to talk to. The group knows little about me, and I haven't told my name to anyone yet. A few other people know that I speak English, the rest knows that I only speak Polish. I don't trust anyone, and even if I let some of myself go free for anyone to meet, I lessen what they need to know about me. I am yet to see anyone trustworthy to talk to, therefore I enjoy the views of the Baltic waters for now - they prove to be delightful for relaxation and peace of mind in this hell.
Earlier, I talked to that British-sounding female. Ellie, was it? We had small talk, she told me that her 'personal belonging' (which turned out to be a gun), was taken away from her forcefully by the captain. I told her, "Why not ask for it back? You held yourself good back in that alien planet.", she gave me this thousand-mile stare. I figured perhaps that was such a stupid question to ask. I asked her why she hated the captain, although my memory does not serve me well. I think she hates the captain primarily because of how ... Hostile he is from what it may seem. I had my first contact with the captain myself, he was quite the fighter I might say.
I took a walk around the Island after a couple of helicopters passed by, from the looks of it, the helicopters were too ... 'Futuristic', I have not seen any of it's kind. Maybe it's made by the United States? Something to fight back against the alien scum, maybe ruski-made? I don't know, but whatever it may be, I wish to stray away from it. For now. After a few moments, I saw someone in the cave. I took a peek, and saw the captain, as well as Jacob, talking to a green creature. Although I forgot what they call the creature, all I know is that they might be planning something. I thought, "maybe they're trying to find a way out of the coast!", but after recollecting memories of the highway being blocked, I abstained. From what I can see, they are talking about something else.
From what I've seen today, the group truly is something that I am yet to trust. I have no one to talk to, and I recently got shot by two ruskis. The pain is still there, and I need to sleep. I asked Ellie where the group might be holding supplies, and she told me they were keeping it inside the Lighthouse. If I am to get something for myself to use and get out of here, the Lighthouse storage is my best bet. I need to go and find myself some painkillers, a map, some food, and batteries for my flashlight. I don't need any weapons, nor do I know how to use a gun. I know how to survive out there, but perhaps it will be a long time before that wish of mine becomes true. Who knows, maybe my mind will change after some time ... But for now, I'll only trust myself and myself only.
Niech Bóg utoruje drogę do bezpieczeństwa i pomoże mi wyleczyć się z ran. Niech mnie pobłogosławi swoim świętym duchem.
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