Chapter Fifty-Two: Mailbag Lash

A sham, a sham, all a big sham...that's what it was.

Janus never served any fucking "Erlking". That's ridiculous. It was all to - to kill Frap...

This I know because I have extensively been studying various things about energy recently, thanks to Janus and Maze and the energy...I could - trace it - I knew...I could...I knew...Frap was...trapped. In his own mind. It's...complicated. Imagine that there was a big floating room in the sky, anchored to Frap's mind...the others - Sharpie and Astrid and Murphy - they - they...they were in the room; and Frap was in the room...they - Frap was...Frap...I don't...I guess - what was the word he used...simulacrum. His body was sort of here, but not...totally. It was...hidden...and not really here...like...a ghost...I feel like Drake with all these ellipses...not to be offensive, of course. They were - and - the only way...the energy...

They had to put their own energy into this to make it - if - if the...if it...if the construct stopped needing energy, mainly because there was nothing to keep trapped anymore, it would...end. Suddenly. Abruptly. And kill them. If they closed it, themselves, then Frap and whoever hadn't died would be left alive...anyone who died in there...died for real. But if they had closed it, on purpose, anyone who hadn't died would be...back. And...but they...died. Sharpie died immediately upon entering - it - it doesn't like animals. It...Murphy then killed A...I can't...my gods, I can't type her name...Atch...and then himself - that's it...they were gone. But Frap was still there. Alone and sad and whimpering and feeding on granola and water, but...alive. And so the construct had a reason to keep going. But then - when he - he...it. I can't...the energy supply was also drawing partly from the prisoners and - it...together they provided a large percent - and then Sharpie died, that took a small chip of it - and a bit more energy had to be taken from the others...and then - and then she and him, they...they died - and so Frap had to give more energy or else the construct would shut down and they couldn't have that, so they took it - but then - then when he...all that energy was coming from nowhere, and...there was...a gap.

So the energy flowed out of them in an attempt to fill the gap.

And there was too much energy flowing out of them.

And they...

Kicked the bucket.

On a...brighter note. I am now the proud owner of Minecraft T-shirts. 3 Creeper Moon, Powered by Redstone, & Diamond Crafting. Or whatever they're called.

And - the only thing - there's - most of them - they're gone...the little ones...but - but Justo - and Ved - and Woden - I don't - they're...everyone else - is gone - they're...still here.

I've got - access. To Janus and Maze's accounts. I...they were leeching my wifi. Not too hard. Not for me, anyway. I'll...set myself up as admin again. Change this back to normal. On - on the other hand...I kinda like it like this...Simple. I'll - I'll change my profile too...

I don't - I don't want to be Joce anymore...I'm no hero, I'm not...not like he is in the book...but I don't - I need to keep - a secret...at least...one.

Just...just...call me Joce for now. I'll...try and figure out who I am soon.

*Joce(?)