《Welcome to the Land of Junk》


 Day 1 - Welcome to Junkland

    If anyone finds this phone. I might be dead already.


    My name is Mark. I''m just an average person I guess. I work as a transporter. I transport diary products from processors straight to supermarkets. I don''t think it really matters though. I don''t know where I am anymore. I don''t even think I''m on Earth.


    I''m currently in some sort of junkyard place with trashed vehicles everywhere. Some of them are even stacked on top of each other and there''s no cranes or anything the likes. How is that even possible? I had even climbed on top of one of the highest stacks and looked around. The place seemed like a sea of vehicles. I think there are some cars from the 80''s or even the 70''s? I don''t know.


    I can''t help but panic right now, which is why I''m typing all this on my phone. I really need some ways to take this all in and I think now I know why people in movies write journals and keep note.


    Okay, I should probably recount how I got here first. I will have to start from this morning.


    Right now on my phone it is saying that it''s 14/12/17. That''s like eleven days from Christmas. In the morning, I was still on Earth doing my job. I had quotas to meet and honestly I was pretty tired since I was at a friend''s party till midnight. I know I shouldn''t have but I just can''t refuse him. Anyway, as I drove my usual route, due to a natural landslide, I had to go around midway. I thought I would be fine if I just stick to the GPS on my phone. But as I drove into a dark tunnel, I think I lost conscious. I don''t remember what happened exactly, but the next moment I was in this weird place.


    I think I first woke up around 2? I was too shocked to check the time because I thought I crashed into a junkyard after passing through the tunnel or something and panicked. I got out and looked at the damage and I found the engine of my truck completely decimated. Somehow, the batteries still work like a miracle, so I could still keep the stuff in the back fresh and cold. It''s pretty obvious by now that it didn''t matter in the end. When I went to the back of the truck, I saw something impossible. There were more stacks right behind the truck, completely blocking it from reversing. Traces of my truck''s tire stopped a metre right before the stack, right under the end of the truck.


    I can''t imagine how the truck got here and why, but as I thought about it all, I realised I have no idea where I am exactly. I took out my phone and check my location, but even GPS can''t find where the hell I am and the map just shows the tunnel I went into as where I was last before disconnection? I tried many other stuff like calling, hot-spots, anything to connect me back to society honestly and of course they don''t work.The narrative has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the infringement.


    After that, I just wondered around the place. I notice some really weird stuff as well. The sky was strangely grey and what I think is the sun isn''t as bright as I remembered? I''ve already talked about how I got on top of a stack and saw how the junkyard is so large that it reaches the horizon. It''s honestly really creepy how the stacks goes on and on seemingly forever. There were also so many different types of vehicles in the junkyard. I think I even saw a monster-truck under a bus in the distance? That was the moment that I thought I was in another world or something. Once you have seen the place, you''ll understand why I thought that.


    Later, I remember checking my phone and seeing that it was 3. About an hour passed since I woke up I think. I was so busy exploring the place that I forgot about most stuff. That was when I started to think about everything properly.


    I first went back to my truck and check to see if I have stuff to eat. The dairy products in the back were not really fulfilling or even healthy to eat everyday. I realised I had to find food somehow in the junkyard. I had the idea that if my truck is stuck here with dairy products in it, could there also be other trucks with food in them? I started searching with the hope that I my idea was right, and guess what? I WAS right! I spotted an old transport truck and found various things in the back including cans of spam and other canned foods. I''m not exactly sure but I think it''s a truck for Aldi? I''m not too sure what other supermarket transporters had to transport, so I just guessed.


    I brought everything I could carry back to my truck and went back to get more stuff. I stashed everything in the passenger seat of the truck so I could grab a can right beside me. I really don''t know what''s going to happen in the future, but I felt that I should first secure food for the next couple of days first before finding out what the hell is going on.


    By the way, I think I have calmed down now. I''m still a bit depressed and shocked about everything but at least I can think calmly about everything that has happened. It''s currently night, which is pitch black if not for the light from my phone. Good thing I brought a charger that I can use on the truck so my phone isn''t going to be out of battery for a while. I''m not too sure how long the truck''s battery is going to last with the refrigeration in the back, so I turned it off to save power. As long as I don''t open the door and turn it on for a couple hour once in a while I think it should be fine.


    I don''t know if I can go back. All this supernatural stuff scares me, but I know I''m not going to survive if I lose hope. I got my father to thank for that. I wish when I wake up again, I find out that all of this is a dream. It''s all a really lucid dream. Even though some part of me had already accepted that this is reality.


    I got nothing else to say. I think I''ll go to sleep. The pitch black darkness is starting to get to me.


    By the way, have I said anything about my dog Mito? I hope someone founds her so that she doesn''t starve if I don''t get back home.


    Yeah.


    Mark, out.

 Day 2 - Exploring the Junkland

    So, as much as I hoped this was all a dream, I think this really is real. It''s been a whole day and yet I''ve still not ''woken up''. I''m not sure if it''s my instincts or subconscious or whatever that made me skeptical about all this being a dream, but in the end, I''m still here. I don''t know if I''m just purely depressed now that the shock is over, or maybe was like this the whole time but the adrenaline kept me going.


    Okay, I should stop. I''ll do what I did yesterday. Hopefully by recounting what I did today I''ll calm down again.


    I woke up this morning lying on top of the stacks of cans that I, I guess scavenged is the word, from the other truck yesterday. I might have slid down the driver''s seat and onto the cans in the passenger seat. I think I was either still pretty shocked about the whole thing or I was exhausted, because I didn''t even felt the pain from sleeping on the cans until I fully awoke as I step out of the truck. The otherworldly scenery can really wake a person immediately.


    I tried to keep myself positive and ate breakfast (canned meat isn''t a great food to eat in the morning by the way). I checked my phone and I remembered it displaying 6 thirty something. I had plenty of time for the day waking early.


    I first tried to memorize my surrounding area, so that I don''t get lost among the sea of vehicles. I wanted to look for help, ''cause I thought that I since there''s so many other vehicles, there must be other people as well right? I mean, my idea with the canned food was right, so I thought there has to be other people as well.


    While I explored my surroundings, I also checked out the scraped vehicles in the meantime and found out something interesting. Every single vehicle seemed to have their insides intact, and by that I mean the driver and passenger seats are completely free from harm. It''s weird, but this confirmed my suspicion of other people in this junkyard place, even if I''m basing my claim on some supernatural stuff.


    I know that connection might seem desperate, but I honestly don''t know if I could survive in this place for a week. The vertigo from looking at the horizon of vehicles gives me a headache and the fact that I haven''t seen any living thing or had any human communication for more than 24 hours is giving me a bit of a paranoia. I think I might even believe I''m in some sort of monster''s stomach that digest living creatures only!


    Actually, that sounds like a pretty good horror idea. I''ll get that down on my list later.Support the creativity of authors by visiting the original site for this novel and more.


    I guess my point is, I don''t like this place. Like, I ''spiritually'' don''t like this place? Does that even make sense? I hope I''m not losing it now. Come on, it''s only the second day. I can''t be like this already. I can''t be one of those people who dies early in the movie right?


    Okay, enough messing around. I think I''ve finally calmed down. The silence around me is beginning to ring in my ear and that was starting to drive me crazy. I tried to ignore it and think about other stuff. That''s another thing about this place: the complete silence. Other than the sound I make, there literally isn''t any other sounds throughout the place. It really makes you realise how noisy everyday is. Even just with nature, there''s always leaves swaying from trees or some animal making a sound.


    I wanted to break the silence myself, but being in this strange place, I don''t really know if that''s a good idea. Until I know it''s safe, I think I should be quiet. I watched enough horror movies to know how a single sound can be deadly.


    Hmm, maybe I should write about other stuff? I guess I should also put in some of my theories about this place. Okay then!


    Theory number 1 - It''s another world


    It doesn''t really help that there''s nothing that can prove any of my theories by the way. Other than the vehicles around the place, there isn''t a single thing that seems out of the norm. Actually, would the fact that the ground seems to be a completely flat concrete piece be out of the norm? I tried to see what the ground is and I can''t find the end of the concrete ground even after walking for a fair distance. It''s also a bit hard to rest since there''s no soft grounds like grass anywhere. I hope there are.


    Theory number 2 - This is a discrete junkyard area some secret organisation owns.


    I honestly don''t think this would be it. I mean, I can guess that it might exist, and it is possible, but I don''t think that I, myself would be involved? Why would some secret organisation make me lose consciousness and drag my entire truck here and leave? Maybe they are testing something and I''m the test subject? I don''t know. This theory is kind of a bust.


    Theory number 3 - It''s a pocket dimension.


    I guess it could be similar to my first theory, but instead of another world, I might have somehow enter a pocket dimension where vehicles are stored? Okay, maybe not stored, but stashed haphazardly? It''s a bit more plausible than my first theory because then how else could I explain the ground and sky?


    By the way, I forgot to mention, I found out something else terrifying. There''s no moon and stars in the sky at night. In the first night I''ve been here, I thought it was cloudy or something so that why there wasn''t any light outside. But when I saw the supposed ''sun'' go down, there were no clouds anywhere! I really think I''m not on Earth and in some other world or dimension.


    Right now, I have no solid evidences to prove if anything is true, even if all this seemingly supernatural stuff is everywhere, I don''t know how it works. I don''t really know if I actually am in another world or not. I think I should just continue to explore the place and hopefully I can finally find something good, or someone.


    Fortune, please come my way!


    Mark, out.

 Day 3 - Dans comments

    It''s been two days already since I''ve arrive here. There''s literally no living beings anywhere that I''ve searched. I''m starting to feel pressured from this isolation. I don''t know how people can stand being alone. I think I''m just not cut out for this type of situation. I might be able to survive properly if I had someone with me, but I honestly don''t think I would be able to keep going. I''ll recount what I did today and hopefully I''ll calm down like usual, but I''m not too sure about this time.


    I woke up the same time as yesterday, somewhere around 6:30 think? I had plenty of time to scout my surrounding area so it wasn''t too hard to remember it all. This time, I went towards where the supposed sun rises from, which I''m going to assume East. There wasn''t too much to explore like yesterday. It''s all cars upon car and, surprise, even more cars with the occasional truck or other uncommon vehicles. I did look into some of the less trashed vehicles which contained some useless items, if car manuals are counted as useless.


    Actually, now that I think about it, it''s really weird how there''s almost no signs of trash? I inspected numerous cars and vehicles, but there wasn''t anything like a drink bottle or bag of moldy waste from McD. Maybe someone else took them, but I don''t think that would be it. I had to clean out some of the broken front-window glass on the seats of several cars just to look around, and there were even pieces of glasses falling out of the car as I open the doors. This is really weird.


    Holy shit. Could I have been an oddity? Was I actually not suppose to be here but somehow is? Is this why there''s no one here, because no one is suppose to?


    What about me then?? Why the hell am I here?


    I don''t think writing is working. I feel like running.


    I need to go outside for a bit.


    Hello! This is not the original owner here. I guess I should write who I am. I''m Dan, badass survivor haha.


    Anyway, serious talk. I don''t know where Mark (he didn''t say his last name) who had this phone went off to, but I found this phone left on charge in the truck he wrote about in this journal, I guess?


    I read all of his entries and I guess he just left? Or perhaps, he disappeared??


    Dum dum dum!!! lol


    But really, everything that he wrote seemed like what I''ve just experienced, except I don''t know what he is on about the isolated part. There''s me here isn''t there? I''ve been here for about a couple days as well, not sure if longer than him or not. About the same probs.You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story.


    But man, this guy seemed a bit crazy? I mean, conspiracy theories are fun to be taken as a joke like Illuminati and shit, but it seemed to me that this guy actually believes that kind of stuff? Like dude wtf.


    I hope I don''t meet this guy soon.


    Welp, since I''m typing on his phone, he should see this anyway when I give it to him.


    Actually, I might as well type what I found about this world. This other guy might have more theories about this whole ''supernatural'' stuff lol.


    So, I got here a couple days ago. I don''t know when, don''t ask me. I''m not a freak like you Mark who calmly checks the time every hour or something.


    I wondered around the place looking for an exit. Of course I didn''t find one.


    I got lost, then I found some canned tuna in one of the trucks around here.


    I didn''t know what to do so I just continued to wonder. Btw, fml my phone was out of batteries pretty much on the first day. Thankfully you have the same model so I can use your charger.


    But man, I checked the time on here and I honestly don''t know how I missed you. It seem it was only like a couple minute before I got to your truck (which was brightly lit because of this phone btw).


    I don''t know maybe I''m just too quiet lol. Silent but deadly, Stealthy Man Dan haha.


    I might even play some of your games. Do you even have any game on this Mark? From how boring you seemed, I guess no.


    Oh well, I can stimkaf


    From this point on, it is Mark''s words. I''m now not so sure about my realisation of me being an oddity anymore, at least not with this Dan guy here stuck in this place with me. If I would guess, I think he''s american from his accent? He looks pretty thin and has a small body. I asked him what age he was and he answered 18. I guess he just finished high school. He''s pretty bratty in general.


    I went outside for a while and found this guy on my phone, as evident from what he wrote on this. I think I scared the crap out of him because I opened the door so suddenly that he dropped the phone and fell onto the spam cans on the passenger seat. On a personal note, he also seemed like a bit of a klutz, and to be honest, my current state might even look better than his right now, at least that''s how I felt. There''s dark circles around his eyes. Did he even sleep?


    Anyway, I scanned through his notes before deleting them, but before I could, I stopped as I finished scanning everything. As much as I wanted to delete all of his comments about myself personally, I think I''ll keep it separated but intact so I can have some reference. He did put some interesting comments on here which I might reread and ask about later. I especially have to ask him where he came from. It might give me some clue.


    Oh, now he''s complaining behind my back about how I scared him and then took my own phone away from him before he finished typing. I just have to say: this guy is one of them people who are total jackasses online but cowards when facing an actual person. I can''t stand these type of people. Honestly, how can they talk like this online but shrink down before the person they''re insulting? Seriously, I don''t get them.


    I just told him to clear the cans so he can sleep on the passenger seat if he wants to. He''s pretty obedient, but I guess most would be if someone yelled at them accusingly when they actually did do something wrong.


    He seemed pretty content with what he''s got. I think he might have been handling this whole situation pretty badly since he arrived. Did he even sleep? I feel like I have asked that before.


    I think I should end this here. I''ll ask about his background tomorrow. I''m already pretty exhausted from running out in the dark. Not a good idea now that I think about it. I really need to find better ways to calm down.


    Anyway, I think that''s it for today.


    Mark, out.

 Day 4 - Cooperation

    I think I just found out something, I don''t know exactly how to describe it, strange? Insane? Bizzare? Probably that word.


    Ever since Dan somehow found my truck last night, I noticed something different about him, and I don''t mean he''s acting weird since he''s pretty much always weird around me. No, what I mean is that he seemed different in a physical way. You know how elves from Lord of the Rings have pointy ears? Well guess what? He has pointy ears, but that''s not the point. When I asked him about it, he just looked at me strangely and asked ''are you for real?'' He thinks it''s normal for everyone to have pointy ears! I even showed him my ears and he responded with genuine shock and disgust, as if I''m the abnormal one here!


    And that is just the beginning. We talked about where we came from and I think my theory of this being another world or dimension has just been proven. He came from a world with completely different technologies, though amid there''s still some similar stuff like phones and microwaves? I''m not too sure as I haven''t seen it myself, but since Dan recognised my phone, I guess there are still similar stuff in his world.


    Dan and I talked about anything we can think of, hopefully as a clue to what is happening to us. He was apparently a college student until he dropped out a couple weeks before he came here. He''s pretty grim with reality right now, even if he seemed so different from the way he wrote that note last night. I would even think he has split personality or something, or maybe it''s just old age and I''m not keeping up with the modern generation?


    Am I getting out of touch with the younger generation now? I hope not...


    Anyway.


    As we continued discussing and comparing our knowledge of our own worlds, I found that from history, geography, technology to even things like entertainment are at least slightly different. However, strangely, language and math is not different. Perhaps it''s due to how closely similar our bodies are despite small differences like the ear shape. I heard that the 10-base number system is based on our ten fingers, so that could explain why Dan''s world has the same number system. I''m not too sure about the languages. Maybe our similar vocal cords caused the identical vocabulary as well? Is that even possible? But there''s also about dozens of different languages used on my Earth as well and he probably has the same amount. Is it pure luck and coincidence that he''s speaking the same language despite coming from a different world? This... seemed to be too much of a coincidence.


    Well, I can''t really do anything about all this anyway. Even if I know about all this, I still have not really found a way home or come close to it. From what he''s saying, he''s pretty much the same as me, completely clueless on what is going on. It''s just that I got lucky and found food, water and a bit extra based on my quick thinking. He hasn''t had a good night sleep since he had been in this place, unlike me who were able to comfortably sleep in my truck.This book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author''s work.


    I might actually be right about typing all this down to help calm my mental state. Honestly, other than a little bit of anxiety, I think I can make it through all this without going too crazy about all these supernatural events. I might tell Dan about this. I think he might appreciate it.


    Actually, I might find a phone for him first or else he''s going to demand my phone every time.


    After we discussed about our backgrounds, I decided for us to continue scout the area as I''ve been doing the last few days (and since he''s not really going to do anything otherwise unless I tell him to). I somehow found a pen in one of the gloveboxes of the vehicles with some blank pieces of paper so I could kind of draw a map. I started drawing the map, and it turns out that I''m actually a terrible drawer because I almost got lost with the map despite being in places where I''ve been before. Dan got impatient and took the pen and paper right out of my hands and began drawing his own map. I got to be honest here, he''s like a profession artist! Every vehicles and points of interest where right where it shows on the map, but what''s more was that it''s so fancy. It''s like... I don''t know, like one of those theme park maps with exaggerated buildings to emphasise specific rides? It''s pretty cool as well as accurate. We both decided to let him do the mapping from then on.


    Speaking of points of interests, we now have five different distinct areas on our map. We got my truck as base of operations, since it''s the most familiar vehicle to me; we have the convey of trucks somewhere north of our truck for food and other supplies; there''s an area of really highly-stacked vehicles where all sort of different brands are on top of each other in the east direction; there''s also an area where there''s almost nothing, few vehicles, just pure concrete grounds south; finally, there''s the sea of vehicles where there are just cars everywhere, but not on top of each other for some reason over to the west, which is also the direction Dan came from by the way.


    As for why the sea of cars was placed as one of the distinct areas other than the reason there wasn''t any stacks of vehicles, the vehicles'' brands were not of my world, and surprising also not of Dan''s. They are completely different from every other vehicles I have seen so I am not too sure if I should explore the place too much. Dan''s the opposite of me in that he wanted to check out everything about them. I guess he trusts that area since he came from that direction and was still alive. Can''t really tell what he''s thinking. Maybe he''s just curious about the alien vehicles.


    Anyway, I think that''s all I got for today''s report. I don''t think there are many other things to think about. Dan and I decided to go explore different areas tomorrow, where he go west to the sea of cars and I go east.to the high stacks. I think we should properly name the areas, just saying sea of cars is getting about annoying now.


    I do have to add though, I thought I saw something within the tall stacks of vehicles. I wanted Dan to come with me just in case but of course he''s not going to come if I say that. I am an idiot.


    I just hope everything will be fine tomorrow.


    Everything will be fine.


    Yeah.


    I wonder how Mito''s doing.


    I should go to sleep now.


    Mark, out.