The journal

Day 1, 2020.

A boring first entry, I know, but seeing I do not know what day it is, I have simply decided to name it after the first day I write this. So day one it is.

My name is Robin.

I don't think I need to bother with my last name since I'm pretty sure I'm no longer on earth. To be honest I have no idea why I am even writing this, I don't know who I expect would ever read this, but it gives me some comfort. So there is that.

So as I wrote, my name is Robin. I'm a human male with blonde hair, green eyes, and a bit skinny. Not sure I need to write the name of my country, I don't think it really matters anymore. Just know, if you're reading this, then it either means I have returned home, or that I am dead.

Hopefully it won't be the latter.

In any case, I don't know how it happened, but somehow I woke up and found myself in this forest. I was on my way to my university when everything suddenly became dark and I woke up here, hence why I have a journal with me in the first place.

Also a few snacks. Yay!

Everything seems so colorful. Too colorful, which is why I don't think this is earth. I don't use drugs, so that rules that out. Maybe I'm in a coma, or dead? Whatever the case, I need to figure out what to do.

Thankfully I was a scout as a kid, so I know almost nothing practical about being stranded in another dimension, or planet.

But let's give it a try anyway!

I need to find shelter, find water, and signal for help, right?

I'll try walking around for a bit, maybe I can find a trail or someplace high enough for me to spot a town. If I don't, I need to plan out my next step.

If you can't find any more pages with writing, or if there is blood on the page, or my last sentence is a mess, it probably means I have died a horrible death. Let it be known I'm pissed off, scared, and I wanna go home.

Robin.

P.S. Seriously, the colors are unreal.