[SPIRIT SHACKLES]
[You've been chained to a fate most unusual, one completely
 unrelated to you...]
[How did you end up in this scenario?]

MEMY2 - the-wanderer

[BUT FIRST,
 A FAILED ATTEMPT
 AT COMMUNICATION]

"Fiend, I'm leaving this voicemail as a last resort.

You haven't been responding to my messages or picking up in any way,
and, as your sibling, I'm naturally getting concerned about your
state of mind."

"I know things have been... rough, since you've moved out, but can't
you at least say "hi" to me every once in a while?"

"I don't expect you to contact Mom or Dad either, we both know how
they are."

"...anyways, this is Wanderer, call back if you can."


[THEN A DISCOVERY,
 A DREAM]

"fiend, it's been a month... where are you?"

"i know i shouldn't have, but i checked out your apartment.

it was a bit of a dumb move to leave your key hanging from the
doorknob.

i found your dream journal, too... what is this about a 'jouse?'"

"you... have the address written on here, should i come check it
out?"

"...no, i Will check it out."

"i need to find you"

"this is wander, call me back, now."


[AND LAST, WAS THE KEY.
 AT LAST, WAS THE KEY.]

"This will be the last time I try to call you, brother."

"It's been around three weeks since I set out for The Jouse, and
currently I am standing in the middle of the library's maze.

I found the RedKey, but what should I do with it?"

"You probably can't help me here, but if I don't leave an update,
I feel like I'm going to lose it."

"It's... bizarre, honestly.

You can wander the endless, nonsensical halls of this place and
not feel an ounce of hunger, nor the call of sleep.

It's mesmerizing, in a way.

I don't know how you came to know of this place, but in some
fucked up, twisted sense, I've come to love it.

It's a cacophony of repetition and misery, almost as if...
as if The Jouse itself were a living being."

"...I should've paid more attention to those keys in Fake,
shouldn't I? Haha..."

"This will be the last voicemail I send you now, I feel
as if this key will lead me to you.

Call it sibling telepathy, if you will."

"But, despite all of that, holding this key now... a strange urge
to create overwhelms my very being.

Was this what you described in your journal?

...did you make it in time?"

"will i make it in time?"

i sure as hell hope i will.