the Ink blob paints the whale black

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5476 steps, almost 1 hour. I have nothing to do other than walk, count my steps, and estimate the time. There's no wind. Conrad doesn't talk much. I was scared of what we could find, but death by starvation is more likely than finding anything scary. 

5494 steps. I look up, the sun is directly above us. The sun is so perfectly above us no shadow is cast below. I call Conrad, but he refuses to answer. He doesn't look back. 

5584 steps. I look at him. He's big. His shadow protects me from the blinding sunlight right in front of us.  

7349 steps. I look up. It's almost afternoon. I call Conrad, but he refuses to answer.

14234 steps. A little over 1 hour. I look up, the sun is directly above us. I call Conrad, and he answers but doesn't look back.

"Finally decided to talk? Do you get angry that easily?" He said.

"What? I've been calling you this whole time"

25944 steps. 2 hours have passed. 2... hours? Does it feel like two hours? I look up, the sun is rising. The sun is above us.

We still haven't looked behind us. There's no reason to. This place has no buildings, no trees. No anything. Just grass. But still, I look.

A black blob. The horizon has a black blob that appears to emerge from it.

65003 steps. I call Conrad, but he refuses to answer. 

68463 steps. I call Conrad, but he refuses to answer. 

72043 steps. I call Conrad. He looks behind.

"What's that behind you? Do you see that too?" He says.

84034 steps. 3 hours. It feels like 3 hours. The blob grows bigger.

97834 steps. 3 hours. The blob grows yet again. It looks so small at a distance as there's nothing to compare its height to. Yet, I know it's massive.

97987 steps.  "Conrad"

11243 steps. "Conrad"

11876 steps. "Conrad"

Conrad groans as he looks back, but he doesn't look at me. His eyes widen as he faces something behind me.

I turn my gaze in the same direction as him and finally understand why he looks panicked.

The blob was close enough to not look like a blob any longer. Legs, slim and twitching, hold the massive body up. Its long neck, flapping in the wind, looks more tissue than an organic appendage.

Dozens of arms extend from the thing. They appear to bend and stretch in ways completely foreign to any living being I have ever seen. 

I look up. 

Its long neck extends to heights even higher than the tower itself.

12478 steps.

"Do you see any exit, any door, or..."

"I don't! If I did I would run straight to it!"

"Should we run?"

"To where? I DON'T SEE ANYTHING AHEAD"!

"But..."

13758 steps.

The whole thing is covered by patches of hair.

They flap and undulate as if bellow water, or as if there was any wind in here.

14783 steps.

I hear a roar

14983 steps.

"Conrad?"

14998 steps.

"where are you?"

15043 steps.

"Conrad?"

15044 steps.

My ears hurt as a guttural noise invades them. It's deep, so loud I fall to the ground, but not because of the pain in my ears. 

I fall because my entire body shakes and vibrates.

15044 steps. 7 hours.

15044 steps. 17 hours.

15044 steps. 27 hours.



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