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The light in my room flattened out and sounds were dulled as if muffled in sheets. At first I thought it was inside me, a psycho-chemical reaction, but the way my animal, Ulla, was responding verified that what I was sensing was not just inside me. She walked away with her body at an angle, balanced against the angle by what looked like a bend in her local atmosphere. She turned to me and ran against the bend but was overcompensating her lean against the disturbance, so that she passed me on my left though expecting to approach me directly. I called her name, twice, once to get her attention and again to marvel at the sound of my voice like a thud into a pillow. I crouched in her direction but, as if there had been invisible orb between us distorting physical dimensions, she grew monstrously large. I stepped back as she whined. We stood still and spatial relations flattened somewhat.

It has been half a day, at least, I cannot be sure because the timing system makes no sense to me. It proceeds in equivalencies of large to small, smaller surpassing the larger, becoming thus the larger, until it drops off at 60, and the smaller becomes again the larger. I watched this happen several times. The concentricity of the two amounts must register a meaning--but trying to work it out nearly made me sick.

I am nauseous now, but starved. We have not eaten anything. Ulla must be hungry too. My eyes are still not used to the flat light--my eyes are strained--and I'm wondering if this has anything to do with going unfed for as long as we have.

I came here, here where you are reading this--if anybody is reading this--because this is the only transmitter available to me that might get a message back to the place from whence I came. What I mean by this is that this is the only transmitter that is available and useful--that I think that I can use that will have any probability of being received by a people that can help me get back, or at least tell me what has happened, where I am, and what I should be doing. Certainly, as you know if you have received and are reading this message, I was not here just before I arrived. I was where you are now. And I have come to this place through dire catalysts--of which I understand not much. I came here to try to relink with what I know I knew. When I was a child, we found a bottle on the ground outside a cave in the hills. It had a message of no meaning inside. We broke the bottle and forgot the message. But I remembered the event. I send this now to you so that you, and more importantly I, might know where I am and what has happened.

I have been resourceful in the time that I have had to try to understand.

But we need provisions: R/173, M/173, RM/104, IM/099, P/022, F/088, S/080, L/065, A/025, DA/022, SP/1010, OP/006, OW/002, S2/003. It is night now. I have been laboring over this message most of the day. You will understand how difficult it is to learn code so quickly. Hunger, however, helps! Please do not hesitate.