The journey began with an escape—one that was supposed to set us free. After breaking through the layers of illusion that bound us in “The Experiment”, I thought we were finally done with the beings, that my family and I could return to the safety of the real world. But safety, I’ve learned, is as fragile as the walls of the realities they create.
In those first few moments of freedom, I dared to believe that the nightmare was over. The relentless chase, the manipulation of our minds, the distorted visions of people and places we once knew—it all seemed behind us. But the beings are patient, and their games are never as simple as they seem.
This time, it wasn’t about escaping. It was about testing us, pushing us to our breaking point, forcing us to question what was real and what wasn’t. The beings weren’t just watching—they were evolving, learning from us, twisting our reality into something far more insidious. And now, it was no longer just about surviving. It was about choice—one I never wanted to make, and one that threatened not just my family, but the world as we knew it.