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 |title = Dream Log
 |writtenby = Unknown
 |location = [[Dreamscape]]
 |series = [[:Category:Dream logs|Dream logs]]
 |previous = [[Log 2]]
 |next = [[Animectomy]]
 |appearance = An unassuming purple book.
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<span class="darkgreen">You don't seem very happy tonight...

<span class="gold">I'm not.

<span class="darkgreen">What's the matter?

<span class="gold">Don't touch me. You should know what the problem is.

<span class="darkgreen">...

<span class="gold">What are those signs? How did you even get those there? You can't- You can't, like, physically interact with this world, right?

<span class="darkgreen">No...! I didn't do anything on purpose!

<span class="gold">On purpose?

<span class="darkgreen">Yeah... One time while you were awake and I was asleep, I... I kind of saw the world through your eyes. I couldn't touch anything or build anything... but I could still observe it...

<span class="gold">If you couldn't change anything, how did those signs get there? How did the radio tower change?

<span class="darkgreen">I don't know! I really don't! I guess I... willed that into existence? Hehe.

<span class="gold">...

<span class="darkgreen">Seeing the radio tower makes me happy! I like being able to talk to you and your friends! Maybe it changed because of that?

<span class="gold">...I don't like that at all.

<span class="darkgreen">What?

<span class="gold">I don't like it. You shouldn't be able to change a world you aren't a part of! You- You came from some other world entirely, right? How did you get in here at all?

<span class="darkgreen">... Rhubarb... You seem... really upset. I'm sorry. But... I'm telling the truth! I didn't mean to do that!

<span class="gold">You still did! You're still... ...

<span class="darkgreen">Still what?

<span class="gold">Still here because of me. This bullshit just follows me, doesn't it?

<span class="darkgreen">What do you mean...?

<span class="gold">I mean... God, I- I hate talking about it.

<span class="darkgreen">I won't tell anyone else, if that matters.

<span class="gold">...No, it doesn't. Everyone already knows. It's done with by now. Ugh, I can just tell you. You know what the <span class="darkblue">Warden</span> is, right?

<span class="darkgreen">...

<span class="gold">That's a... new expression from you.

<span class="darkgreen">Hm?

<span class="gold">You're... actually frowning. You're always smiling.

<span class="darkgreen">...

<span class="gold">Stop doing that, you look scary.

<span class="darkgreen">Of course I know what the <span class="darkblue">Warden</span> is.

<span class="gold">Oh-

<span class="darkgreen">It is the reason my people fled the underground. I haven't told you that story, have I?

<span class="gold">No.

<span class="darkgreen">Well, a long time ago, the residents of Poet Town lived underground.

<span class="darkgreen">Something began to seep into their homes. Sculk. It started taking over what they knew. Into the water, into the food... The entirety of their city was covered.

<span class="darkgreen">The <span class="darkblue">Warden</span> showed up not long after.

<span class="darkgreen">They didn't know what it was. They just learned they had to be quiet, or they'd die.

<span class="darkgreen">Isn't it a pitiful story?

<span class="gold">...

<span class="darkgreen">The sculk didn't stop spreading. Everyone who died to the <span class="darkblue">Warden</span> just spread it further.

<span class="darkgreen">They had to flee. Quickly, silently.

<span class="darkgreen">Many died in the process, of course. The <span class="darkblue">Warden</span> couldn't let them leave without a few souvenirs.

<span class="darkgreen">When the survivors found the surface, they were greeted by intense light in the darkness of the night sky. The <span class="gray">Moon</span>.

<span class="darkgreen">This was long before I came around, though. Even now, the Warden is seen as a scourge. A devil.

<span class="gold">...

<span class="darkgreen">So yes, I do know of the <span class="darkblue">Warden</span>.

<span class="gold">...Hm. Well. I... also know the <span class="darkblue">Warden</span>.

<span class="darkgreen">I guessed.

<span class="gold">More personally than you do, sadly.

<span class="darkgreen">...What?

<span class="gold">It... well, there's... It took interest in me, for some reason...

<span class="darkgreen">...

<span class="gold">It... Finch says it took advantage of me. Used me to... further its goals.

<span class="darkgreen">How is it in both of our worlds?

<span class="gold">I don't know. It's... something else, something otherworldly.

<span class="gold">It would... briefly possess me, move my body in ways I couldn't remember... all to spread sculk on the surface.

<span class="gold">I hurt people. I hurt... everyone. Especially Finch.

<span class="darkgreen">You didn't. The <span class="darkblue">Warden</span> did-

<span class="gold">You don't understand. It was... lying to me. Telling me everyone else hated me! That it was the only one who could help me...

<span class="darkgreen">I didn't realize it was capable of such... manipulation.

<span class="gold">It... Well, it left eventually. After... no, I don't want to talk about that at all.

<span class="gold">That's why... That's why I'm scared when you start trying to interact with everyone else! Last time something like that happened, well... Nothing good came from it.

<span class="darkgreen">... I see. Well, surely you know I'm different from that thing?

<span class="gold">I know you are. I just... I can't shake the feeling, you know?

<span class="darkgreen">I do. But... it'll be different this time. I wouldn't hurt you!

<span class="gold">...

<span class="darkgreen">... So... why did it take interest in you? Do you know?

<span class="gold">...

<span class="darkgreen">...

<span class="gold">... Because...

<span class="gold">There's something wrong with my soul.
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