The Labyrinthiam
It’s December 1st, 2029, I’m a historian named Vic Tallon and I’ve been lost for the past three days in this cave system. I’m afraid I have no memory of how or why I came to be here, only that I woke up with only the clothes on my back, a vial of ink, a quill, and 5 jars of preserved food alongside this blink black tome of which I’m writing in. And that others have been here before me, it’s their path I’ve been following through the cave hoping to find an exit.
