The Limbo - Episode 5 - Daybreak

Episode Date: July 27, 2025

//L.R.P.U. Confidential Property, File SPIRE, Access Unknown\\//Relevant Files: ARP001, TAM002, IC003, DIA004, SPIRE\\//Mentioned files forwarded to all known devices by unknown party.\\

I met a traveller from an antique land who said, Two fast and trungless legs of stone stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand, half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown and wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command. Tell that its sculpture where all these passions read which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, the hand that mocked them and the heart that... I remember specifically having to close my eyes, the light of the sun reflecting off all that sand.

When I actually got around to opening them, that was all I saw. Sand in every single direction. No water, no civilization, no anything, just sand. Sand, sand, and heat. This is not my... There is sand, but there is no heat, there is no sun, and the moon is cavern is cavern. capturing the skyline, but the moon is not all there is. There is some kind of spire. Impossibly tall. I must be in a limbo, again, not mine, but A limbo. The spire reaches out almost through the moon itself.

It's pitch black against the off light of the moon, direct contrasting pierce. It looks so unnatural, and is it... is it floating? Due to not seeing a single other structure in this limbo, I find myself trapped in, I've begun to walk toward the spire. It is all I can do. How did I end up here? I was looking into the LRPU. They shut down my project. I was annoyed.

I was suspicious. I was searching. Yes. Searching for something in relation to limboes. The file. They've been trying to. trapping people in the limboes. I have been to limbo. Oh, the noise is outside. They found me and then I arrived here. Wait a moment. I'm recording. How am I recording? I don't have any recording equipment,

but I am recording. I know my voice is being heard by... I'll be reaching the spire somewhat soon, hopefully. I've been walking for a few hours now and I don't feel any closer at all. I suppose all I can do is keep going. I'm being heard again now, aren't I? It's like a deep feeling inside me. Hello there, you. I've begun to make more visible progress to the spire within the moon's glow. At least I hope I have. It looks bigger now, so I assume that means it's going to get closer. So it's definitely been multiple hours now, so I guess about six, maybe. Time is a bit hard to track here. The moon isn't moving, it only frames the spire like some kind of painting.

Even so, the spire still dwarfs the sheer sides of the moon as I see it. So I continue on. I'll keep walking until I arrive, but I'm getting so thirsty and I seriously doubt it rains here. Every step is painful. I was wrong. I wasn't getting closer to the spire, not really. The spire is growing.

So in a way I am getting closer, but I don't know if I don't know if I want to be anymore. Nevertheless, there is nowhere else to go. It is getting very hard to stay upright. I haven't drunk anything for how long have I been here? day, maybe two. I've had to come to the terms that I am most likely not getting out of here. But I will keep walking until I can't. The spy is still getting closer, growing. I don't like this, but the voice in my head is getting louder, the feeling that I'm being heard. It's almost like I'm being...

No, it's like I'm about to be contacted. Until then until I feel that buzz once more, but until that point I must keep looking closer to the spire inside the moon. I can feel you. I know you're here. If you want to keep me alive, talk to me. I'm here. What are you?

What do you mean? Why am I here? Trapped, placed, banished. By the LRPU? Not lies wrong. No, it wasn't, then. And who did this? Me, myself, I.

You did this? Then what is the LRPU? Control Hall. You put me here, didn't you? Then put me back. I will die here if I don't. Why do you want me here? You heard my recordings?

Yes, true, right. But those recordings were only events caused by you. Limbo, embrace, wrist card, or are you? Knowledge, fruit, Eden. Tell me, what is the limbo? Friendship, I'm... Connection. Yes, true, right.

To here. Yes, true, right. And here is... Every single limbo is you. Then what about the ones that didn't come back? All, see, bro, every safe. Let me go. Let me leave. I will die of thirst here. Later. How much later? You clearly know something. Have some kind of ethereal knowledge. How will I get back here?

Here, sand. Necessary. Back when it's necessary. Alright then. Send me home. Fare well. Goodbye. Leave. Farewell.