2/28/18 - 3/3/18
Not in... our timeline anymore?
2/28/18
Today I drew the Magician. But, the Magician is gone. They’re all gone. I woke up this morning in an empty field in Deadwater. My car was parked by the road, keys in the ignition. I don’t know what’s happening.
3/1/18
I drove all over Deadwater yesterday and never saw another soul. I’m completely alone here, and I can’t leave. As soon as I hit the I-80 on ramp I found myself back in the empty field. I’m scared, to say the least.
I drew the Seven of Wands, a card of courage. Curled up in my car for the night, I don’t feel courageous.
3/2/18
Still stuck in Deadwater with no one but a heard of cows for company. My cellphone is a paperweight, ditto the one payphone in this town. The most terrifying part is, I’m not hungry. I haven’t eaten or had anything to drink in two days and I feel fine.
I drew the Four of Wands, a card of completion. Is my life over? Am I dead?
3/3/18
I’ve decided I will not allow myself to be dead. I drew the Three of Wands, a card that suggests I have a future. Good, I refuse to be dead and I will make myself undead in any way possible. I decided the best place to start looking for clues to what might have happened is the field, so I plan to spend the day there.
