You are taking a walk though the woods at night after a stressful day of work, its peaceful and theres a nice breeze of cool wind. You are walking down the trail when you see a female observer just a few yards away.

*as you walk away from them you find yourself at a river, the moon shines on it and makes the woods look less dark*

*you sit down near the lake, you watch some fish swim around in the river. You see a pair of glowing white eyes on the other side of the river. its almost as bright as the reflected moon*

*you look at the pair of glowing eyes, as you focus you realize its the observer. They have a small smokey grey polaroid camera in their hands*

*as you do you are blinded by a flash of light, they took a picture of you with the camera. it still is unmoving however*

*you look back at the other side of the river, the observer is crossing it and is slowly making its way to you. The path forks into 3 paths*

*as you take the second path you find that it is very overgrown with wildlife, grass covers the path and its hard to tell what is and what is not the path. You find yourself at a dead end*

*you see a small wooden shack just to your right, it looks like its purpose is for campers. you see a rusty axe perched atop a metal barrel filled with fire wood*

*you hear footsteps coming close to your position, whatever it is has not noticed you yet. Its also talking in some sort of language*

*the footsteps are very close to you, you can see the almost black pure skin of the observer just peaking over the grass*

*a black gloved hand reaches at you, just inches away at your face*

*you hear a earpearcing scream and black blood sprays everywhere, you look up out of the tall grass and you see a black arm on the ground, the axe's head has broken off and is nowhere to be seen and you are left with a splintered handle. As you look around more you see a shadow of a person limping away.*

*a trail of blood seems to lead off the path and is into the uncharted woods. You find a blood covered Polaroid camera, its caught on a branch and its lenses are broken. you decide to keep it for later*

*lots of trees and long grass covers the trail, the moon almost covered by the treetops leaving it almost pitch black*

*the trail continues like this for what feels like forever, you eventually find yourself at a empty field and the blood trail leading to a pond.*

*you hear a stuttering gasping and coughing coming from the dock, its the observer; they are coughing up blood and is bleeding blood from an open wound and its spilling into the pond giving it a new color of black. The axe head lodged into their shoulder. they have not noticed you yet.

*they slowly turn to look at you and then turns back to the pond, still badly injured.*

*they are motionless. they try to take out the axehead from their shoulder but fails*

*they grab the camera and take out the photos inside it, the photos are slightly covered in blood and are photos of you and past events. after they salvage what they can they trow the camera into the pond and sinks like a stone.*

*they try to take out the axehead out of their shoulder, this time they succeeded and place the axehead on the grassy ground. The open wound letting more blood seep out*

*the observer seemed to thank you for trying to help by placing their hand on your shoulder. They seem to be trying to get up*

*you walk back with them to where the wooden shed was from and they retrieve their arm back*

*the observer was reattaching their arm back, new flesh connecting and healing the wound*

*The observer moved their arm around to make sure it was connected well, they seem to look better than you saw them last*

*they look at you with their white eyes, almost knowing what your thinking about*

*They seem to gesture you to follow them, they head inside the wooden shack and you hear the faint hum of a machine.*

*inside the wooden shack you see the observer hanging some wet photos on a line, the light is red and theres a tray of water just beside a box of lightbulbs. They pull some sort of lever and the floor started to move*

*they nod and ajusts their hat on their head. The platform lowers down into a bright underground lab, the walls lined with shelves of photos files and boxes stacked atop one another. A computer with 5 screens sat in the corner of the room with notes attached on it, you notice that one of the screens has a digital picture of you on it.*

*they tap their head and then point to a symbol on the wall, it looks like a eye inside a hand. Some weird language is scribbled on the bottom of it but you dont know what it means. they walk over to the computer and starts using it*

*The computer has live footage of the woods in real time, almost as if its viewed from a security camera. the main screen has many files on it, one of which has a file labeled "Korbin.exe"

*They simply gesture for you to not make it a big deal, they continue to look at the cameras*

*they make the same gesture at you, this time a bit more hastily. they clearly are hiding something*

*They stood up from their chair and looked at you, they look angered and are making a sound similar to radio static*

*They looked at you with rage and raised a fist at you but just as they did it there was a beeping sound coming from the computer, the observer looked at it and rushed to the platform. They gestured you to stay put while they are gone and whent back up.*

*You look around the room for a bit, its cold and mysterious with pictures among pictures spread out everywhere. Files with other peoples names on it coming from all over the world. You find a box with small disposable polaroid cameras just like the one from earlier, you decide to keep one for later.*

*with all the things going on you almost forget about the computer, you head to it and start using it. there are many files on it and the background is the same picture of the symbol on the wall*

*as you click it you see a picture of you and information about you, it is all accurate and even has some of your secrets on there*

*you scroll down more and it reveals tons of information about you, your family, friends, and even where you live. This file is all about you.*

*you hear the sound of the platform lowering down, the observer is back from whatever they did outside.*

*the observer stood on the platform, in one hand they held a grey camera and in the other a fully grown deer held by the horn. The deer is badly injured with traps clutching its legs.*

*They go into a door that is connected to the main room, they come back out with blood covered gloves. they looked at you and then the computer screen, hopeful that you did not touch it while they were away*

*They gesture to the symbol on the wall, the eye in the hand. Theres a small word on it that can barely be seen that says; "the watching ones"

*they nod and walked to the other side of the room to change their gloves.*

*As they pull of their gloves you notice that their hands are almost inhuman, their hands are slender and looks like it is made of black smoke*

*they quickly put a clean pair of black gloves on their hands and gestures that they dont want to talk about it*

*they walk over to a box on a shelf and pulls out what looks like a syringe as long as your arm attached to a clear rubber hose.*

*they walk over to you with the giant needle and grabs your arm*

*They insert the needle in your arm, you feel a sharp pain coursing though your entire arm. You see the blood flowing though the clear hose attached to the needle.*

*after what feels like forever they remove the needle from your arm, your arm feels num and drained of life. The observer walks over and picks up a 4 litter container of your blood and sets it on a shelf*

*they simply tap their head and then gets on the computer, logging in new data on a file. they give you some bandages to cover up the wound*

*the observer keeps working away at the computer, going in your file to log more about your medical information. They complete this file and head to the same room they dragged the deer in and closes the door, leaving you alone for a while.*

*A few minutes go by and you hear the sound of oil being fried, its coming from the door*

*the observer steps out of the door holding some sort of meat, it looks fresh*

*they hand you some of it and gestures for you to eat, they head to a nearby shelf to look at some files*

*the observer pulled out a box filled with blood vials, perhaps from other people that have files here*

*they start to place the vials into blood types, organizing them for later use*

*the meat tastes like lamb mixed with beef with spices, the meat is most likely the deer from earlier. The observer is looking at a map of the aria.*

*the observer seems to be looking at a file on someone titled "-Foster-.exe", oddly enough theres not a lot of information on them*

*they look at you and gesture for you to look away*

*they switch files and pulls out what looks like a vhs tape from underneath the desk of the computer, and places it on a nearby shelf.*

*they turn the computer off and they gesture for you to come on to the platform*

*they pull a lever attached to the platform and you both start to rise again to the surface, leaving the room behind.*

*the platform stops abruptly and you are both stuck mid ascent to the surface, the observer confused on how this happend*

*they open the mechanism that pulls the platform up, the machine has run out of batteries and is unmoving. perhaps if you replace the batteries you can start it up again.

*they look at it and gestures for you to try to see if it works, taking out the batteries you place it inside the machine it works and it jolts back to life again. you are now on the surface.*

*they pat your head with their gloved hand for fixing the machine, they step out of the wood shack*

*you both are outside of the shack and you see the sun rising from the horizon, you seemed to forget about what time it was before all this happend*

*they look at you with those same glowing white eyes, this time they look more friendly than when you had your first encounter. They hand you some sort of weird glass bottle filled with black smoke that looked similar to their hand.*

*they gesture for you to break it*

*the glass shards scattered on the dirt floor and a black smoke rised from the bottle, the smoke grew larger and larger until it covered the entire aria. you can only see darkness and you start coughing, the smoke going into your lungs*

*you are just about to pass out from the smoke when you see the observer's hand reaching for you, it is ungloved and as soon as it touches your forehead you black out. You wake up on the side of a road near the woods*

*you notice a black hat sat beside the road with you*

*the hat looked nothing out of the ordinary but it had a square shape to it, on the back it had a symbol of a eye*

*you decide to keep the hat for later use, you start wondering down the road near the forest in hope of getting back to where you live*

*you see a bus driving in your direction, maybe you can catch a ride on it to get back sooner*

*the bus stops near you and the doors open the bus driver looks normal but his face looks like it was smoothed over with clay, He has no facial features. You sit down on one of the seats.*

*as you ride the bus you look around to see if anyone else is there. There is only 4 people with you; the bus driver, a young pair of teens in the back and a middle aged man that is on the other side of you. the teens are normal looking but the man across from you is blindfolded and only his nose and mouth are visible, his teeth is surprisingly white almost looking as if they were untouched.*

*the man seems to notice you despite being blindfolded and they turn their head to face you*

*the man smiles* (???): eh dont be scared, People like you give me the same look all the time.

(???): its fine, you mean well. *You notice at a closer look at him he is wearing a brown jacket with a white shirt you can see that his hands are made of grey smoke and are bandaged with a yellowed cloth*

(???): wait, how do you know about the watchers? *They lean to your side of the bus*

*they seem to understand your story* (???): looks like you was one of their subjects, most of their subjects arnt able to tell the full story.

(???): yes most, most of their subjects get a memristor to forget what happened or go missing for months. some are found just barely alive. *they run their hands together*

(???): wait a sec. Whats that your holding? *They seem to know that you have something on you*

*they take the hat from you and hold it in their hand* (???): this hat belongs to a observer, so much knowledge is held in here.

(???): you dont realize how dangerous this is? this hat holds the knowledge of a observer. They know everyone in this aria and more. with the right tools you can uncover so much about anything.

*the man looks around* (???): I know what to do to unlock it, but I can not know the information. Its to powerful for me.

(???): yes, just follow me. *after a while you both arrive to the outside of a very old apartment building, the man waves to the faceless bus driver who drives away into the distance.*

Mark: you can call me Mark, Question Mark. whats your name? *The man opened the door into a small studio apartment and stepped inside*

*they bring the hat over to a wood table with engravings of eyes and hands and places the hat in the middle of it* Mark: well its nice to meet you Korbin, just sit down at this table Ill be back shortly.

*as Mark leaves the room you look around the aria. the walls are painted a yellowing white and theres a old tv set in the corner with overgrown plants near it, theres also some framed pictures of random scenery but one photo catches your eye; its a picture of a observer standing next to a person in white, the person's facial features are blurred and the glass is smashed

*Mark comes back into the room with 7 black crystals* Mark: Ive got the stuff we need, just place these around the hat and turn off the lights and Ill do the rest

*as all the lights were turned off Mark started to chant in a unknown language and the crystals started to glow brightly, the hat emitted smoke like particles and the tv started to make static noises.*

*The tables carvings glowed with white showing all the pictures on it, symbols you have not seen started surrounding the hat. The hat was no longer a solid object but now a ghastly image held together by smoke.*

*the stones shook violently and then shattered to a million pieces, the hat now has a illuminating effect on it. Mark coughed up some black substance and leaned ageist the wall, clearly drained of what just happened*

Mark: yeah im alright, this ritual sometimes does it to you when its preformed. but dont worry about me, to get the information you seek you need to dawn the hat apawn yourself. wear the hat.

*as you put on the hat your vision fades to black and you are brought to a empty void, a white door is the only thing there*

*as you open the door you are greeted with a blinding light, a room filled with files and pictures and a computer in the middle of it all. You also notice that your arms are made of black smoke just like the observers*

sure

*they just stare at you, unaffected by whatever you did*

*They walk away from you, going of the trail and heading into the uncharted aria*

*you find yourself at a small clif, it looks like they fell from here*

*you fall into a pit of mud, it is very thick and coats your clothing. A trail of gravil is just up ahead*

*You find yourself at a campsite with a fire roaring in a metal bin and a grey tent nearby*

*the tent is set ablaze and pictures are spilled out of it, you notice that they are pictures of you and life events about you*

*you get no answer to your scream, theres no signal around these parts and so phone is useless*

*You find yourself at a small cave, some homeless man is sleeping inside it with a glass bottle of water near the cave's mouth. The moon is full and glows down at the aria*

*There is no other paths nearby and it just ends at the cave. The homeless man wakes up and picks up the water bottle. They have not noticed you yet*

*you watch from the tree and are perched a top a fragile branch. The homeless man has gotten up and pulled out a spyglass and climbed to the top of the cave to look at the horizon*

*The homeless man looks around and you notice that their eyes are pure white and their mouth looks like it was smoothed over with clay. It looks in your direction and then back at its original position*

*they look around and are a bit startled, they dont know where you are. They tap the side of the cave and reply with ".-- .... --- ... / - .... . .-. . ..--.."

*They drop down to the mouth of the cave and break the glass bottle, welding it like a weapon, They tap the side of the cave; -.-- --- ..- / -.-. .- -. / .- ... -.- / -- . / .- / --.- ..- . ... - .. --- -. / .-- .... . -. / -.-- --- ..- / ... .... --- .-- / -.-- --- ..- .-. ... . .-.. ..-.

*They swing at the sound just inches away from your face, a shard of glass making a small cut on you. they panicky hold the bottle about to hurt someone but they are facing the opposite direction. they tap the floor; -... ..- - / .-- .... .- - / .. ... / -.-- --- ..- .-. / -. .- -- . ..--..*

*They set the bottle down and turn to face you, they are wearing a thick dark green jacket that looks very worn out and is covered in moss. their white eyes almost look like their glowing. They tap the side of the cave; ... --- .-. .-. -.-- --..-- / .. / .... .- ...- . -. - / ... . . -. / .- -. -.-- --- -. . / .--. .- ... ... / - .... .. ... / .--. .- .-. - / --- ..-. / - .... . / .-- --- --- -.. ... / .. -. / ..... / -.-- . .- .-. ...

*they walk over to the mouth of the cave and sits down on the floor, they grab a long wooden cane and taps out; -.-- . ... --..-- / -.-- --- ..- / -.-. .- -. / .- ... -.- / -. --- .--

*they tap the floor with the cane; .. / .-- .- ... / ..-. --- .-. -.-. . -.. / --- ..- - / .... . .-. . / -... -.-- / - .... . / .... .. --. .... . .-. / --- -. . ... --..-- / - --- / .-. --- .- -- / - .... . / --. .-. --- ..- -. -.. ... / .. -. / ... . .- .-. -.-. .... / --- ..-. / .- / .-- --- -- .- -. / .. -. / -... .-.. .- -.-. -.- / .- -. -.. / . -.-- . ... / --- ..-. / .-- .... .. - . .-.-.- | they pull out their spyglass and start cleaning the foggy lenses of it*

*they seem to jolt at that, hesitantly they tap out; .-- .- .. - --..-- / -.-- --- ..- / ... .- .-- / .- / --- -... ... . .-. ...- . .-. ..--..*

They get up and tap with their cane; -.-- --- ..- / -- .. -. -.. / .. ..-. / -.-- --- ..- / -.-. .- -. / .... . .-.. .--. / -- . / - .-. .- -.-. -.- / - .... . -- ..--.. | They put away the spyglass in their jacket pocket*

*they nod at you and picks up a knife, they duct tape it onto the end of their cane making a crude spear. They start to walk off but then remembers that they dont know where to go. they tap a tree; ... ..- .-. . --..-- / .. / .-- --- ..- .-.. -.. -. - / -- .. -. -..*

(It was "can you help me find them")

*you both reach a fork in the path, one path has a shadow of a person standing and the other path has footsteps*

*you both find yourself at a river, the moon reflects off of the water giving it a nice source of light. The homeless man drinks from it and places some of the water in a bottle for later.*

*the homeless man just sat there and taps out; -.-- --- ..- / ... . . / .- -. -.-- - .... .. -. --. ..--..

they took a while to respond but managed to tap out; .. -- / .... . .-. . / - --- / .... ..- -. - / .. - / -.. --- .-- -. / -... . -.-. .- ..- ... . / ... --- -- . --- -. . / .... .. .-. . -.. / -- . / - --- / -.. --- / .. - --..-- / - .... . -.-- / .--. .-. --- -- .. ... . -.. / -- . / .- / .-.. .- .-. --. . / .- -- --- ..- -. - / --- ..-. / -- --- -. . -.-- / .- -. -.. / .. / .- -.-. -.-. . .--. - . -.. / - .... .. -. -.- .. -. --. / .. - / .-- --- ..- .-.. -.. / -... ..- -.-- / -- . / .- / .--. .-.. .- -.-. . / - --- / .-.. .. ...- . .-.-.- / .-.. .. - - .-.. . / -.. .. -.. / .. / -.- -. --- .-- / - .... .- - / - .... .. ... / .... ..- -. - / .-- --- ..- .-.. -.. / -.-. --- ... - / -- . / -- -.-- / ..-. .- -.-. . .-.-.- / .. - / .... .- ... / -... . . -. / .... .- .-. -.. / - --- / .... ..- -. - / .-- .. - .... --- ..- - / -... . .. -. --. / .- -... .-.. . / - --- / ... . .

They tap out: -.-- --- ..- / -.-. .- -. / .--- ..- ... - / -.-. .- .-.. .-.. / -- . / .--- --- -. *as they finish their words you see a glowing pair of eyes on the other side of the river*

*they imminently get off the ground and rushed towards the glowing eyes with his makeshift spear. splitting the water in the river apart for a brief moment.*

*the light seems to disappear and repair in the woods, surprisingly Jon is able to keep up with it dodging trees and tearing down bushes in hunt of the light*

*they ran for a while until the light seemed to glow dimmer and dimmeruntil it disapeared and you hear something fall hard to the ground, Jon is nowhere to be seen*

*you see Jon at the bottom of a 4 foot cliff, their makeshift spear has stabbed their leg and is stuck*

(gtg for a bit) *you hear a muffled screaming coming from jon as you take the blade out. they grab the spear and use it to pull themselves up*

*they climb the wall of the cliff and flop to the surface, seemingly unaffected by the wound in their leg*