> Days since last synchronization: 405,654
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> Morning update: the wind picked up overnight outside, and a heavy branch rolled in. The sound it made crashing into the middle of the main hall made me jump harder than those dreams where you fall from a cliff.
> Couldn't sleep well after that startle, but at least the bed is quite comfortable.
> Had some of the bread for breakfast with a few cuts of cheese—not my best culinary exercise, but it will have to do. I don't want to start a fire in here; if I have to stay for a while, I'll need the warmth as we head into winter.
> I picked up the branch and set it away from the hole I fell from and close to my refuge—same for most other small branches. They'll be better to handle dry.
> I've decided on exploring the northern hallway first. It's supposed to be downslope, so it's my best chance.
> I'll go after my leg stops hurting so much. It still feels weak if I put weight on it; carrying the wood wasn't my brightest idea, but I can't just sit and wait around.
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> Spent most of the day going through the northern hallway. This place is bigger than I thought. I know ruins like these come in all sizes, but I didn't expect to get myself into one like this.
> The hallway is lined with rooms—some open, most locked. I found what seems to be a cafeteria at the first bend, as well as bathrooms.
> The cafeteria's kitchen showed signs of use: trays on the tables, desiccated food on dusty bowls and plates, glasses. The main counter had what I can assume were, at some point, big trays of food. I'm not sure how to even describe them now. At least it didn't smell—no worse than the rest of this stuffy place.
> Beyond the main room's reach, after you turn the first corner, the light died out and gave in to an oppressive darkness. I'm no stranger to the deep dark of a cave, but it still makes my skin crawl. It's different from the dark of night—it's still and dead, completely and utterly blinding.
> I'm not sure how to put it into words. The end of the hallway, for example, was right there and a million kilometers away at once. The halls felt infinitely wide until the light reached the sides. My steps echoed like I was the loudest thing that ever existed.
> In this true darkness is where I spent most of the day, my trusty torch being the only thing keeping me from losing my bearings.
> I've come to the conclusion that this Structure must have been breached by the elements relatively recently. I found no trace of looting. In fact, there are so many relics that I started swapping cheaper ones out of my bag at some point, and after a few hours gave up on checking. There are so many rooms—who needs a place so big in the middle of nowhere?
> I've found all manner of mundane trinkets. Most of them would fetch quite a bit of coin just for their good condition, but the best one has to be a fireless torch.
> I am unsure how long it will work, but when it is turned on it shines a beam of light wherever you point it—like a miniaturized sun. Flicking every button, switch, and joystick I come across has finally paid off.
> I also found a rack of what seem to be uniforms. Their fabric is light grey, with random patterns of lighter and darker tones. It's unbelievably soft. There were several dozens of them. I've decided when I get out of here, I should come back with a mule.
> I could retire five times with half of what's in here. Historians and collectors would go crazy. For the time being, I feel good enough taking one my size and a pair of boots. I've tried them on and they feel absolutely amazing. I can see why they fetch such a price.
> The final discoveries of the day were equally interesting and worrisome.
> One: the Structure seemed to have had a power source at some point. Right now, however, it seems that only this terminal works. Why?
> Two: there are other levels to this place. By the tail end of today's exploration, I managed to spot stairs going down. There's more to this place; not sure I am a fan of that.
> Standing at the edge of those stairs felt like standing at the precipice of a deep abyss—any trace of the steps down, if there is an end, swallowed by its unknowable depths. I'll write another update if anything happens in the afternoon; otherwise it's more jerky and sleep for me.
> My leg hurts way too much. I like what I've grabbed today, but I should take it easy. I think I'll fill in my map and rest.
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> Days since last synchronization: 405,655
> A loud noise startled me again. Not sure what it was this time. It is cold as the depths of hell tonight, so I imagine it's the structure creaking. I'll try to go sleep in a bit if I don't hear it again.
> I was having a wonderful dream... I was fishing by the shore near home. I remember the warmth of the sun on my skin. Maybe I'll buy a boat with all this money as well.
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