BeingOne

After being in the forest for some time, we came upon what we had been hoping to find. Crossing some rather rickety bridges.. we came across some beautifully preserved ruins, of what looks like a temple of some sort. The local savages of this place left fresh offerings of gold and food just before the first rickety bridge, with their carved writing which Dave (our translator of the local tongue) says is a superstition they have.. and that for some reason they fear this place. And that they kept telling him about some kind of monster which dwells here.

Of course, this is probably because they are rather uncultured. They were actually afraid of our helicopters and thought our cellular phones were witchcraft. This is too great of a find to let some silly superstitions of an uncultured people stop us.... hope Dave never gets a hold of this Log.. he thinks that we should be wary of their warning.. which i think is just him being paranoid as always.



I snapped this picture as proof that this exists.. deep in the jungle.. swallowed by vines and trees which are growing around the temple.. but oddly seem not to enter the actual temple its self. Over the temple is a skull-like head, with crystal inside, carved just so it hits the light and seems to glow almost eerily.

Thinking about it.. this is strange.. i do not know of any ancient societies capable of such a feat.. and none off the top of my head worship a large skull-like head with a blue glowing eyes and mouth.

Its making me even more excited to think about.. that we are perhaps running head first into an undocumented ancient society.

Of course, even though we were all quite tired from the nearly five year long expedition it took to actually get here and find this place.. I couldn't help but feel invigorated and at least take a peek inside.



it is a marvel, that there is life inside this temple.. grass and vines have sprouted up through the floor, twisting themselves around like a carpet.. and they built some kind of archways which lead to a bizzare tree in the center of the room which has roots growing all over the ground and makes it nearly impossible to navigate without tripping. There are archways, built up from the ground in stone, some crumbling and missing bits, but there are strange symbols the likes of which i cannot recognize carved into the sides, detailed and carved by a steady hand. Beyond the tree are stairs which lead downwards.. downwards to what, I wonder.

But alas, we are so very tired from our expedition, and going in now would just be a waste of our energy. We have found this temple.. it is not going anywhere.. for now we need some rest. We will recover and start our journey anew tomorrow. I can't wait till we delve into this place. We are treading ground no one has covered before. Our names are going to be on museum plaques!!!


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We set up the equipment inside of the temple

After we set up the equipment inside the temple.. i spent all day engrossed in the carvings in the temple. The pictures tell a story, depicting an ancient Egyptian society, their every day life and their deity. At least.. i presume it is their deity... clearly it is some kind of powerful being that they feared and revered at the same time. It looks oddly like some kind of four-eyed cat of some sort. What is strange is that a god like this has not been


This place is infected. Plagued by something. I have insisted we should turn around, but my pleas have fallen on deaf ears. They are still infatuated with the idea of this place, despite the number of deaths which continues to climb each day.

I feel like something is watching me. Have I gone mad?

I feel scared. The people on this expedition are behaving strangely. I hope it is merely homesickness. Expressing my concerns again fell on deaf ears. I was told to take a walk in the pentagram room to clear my head. After taking a walk, i felt immensely better. However, when i returned to the main room i felt as if something had changed.

Something is wrong. I don't know how i know, but i am certain of it. The others are acting strange, as if they are dazed, and i feel it myself. I went to speak to the leader, but before i could speak to him i felt so sick i had to rest. perhaps this temple is playing tricks on our minds.

I saw something moving in the temple today. It was too dark to get a good look, but i swear i saw four eyes... and heard the sound of claws scraping against the ground. But when i tried for a second look.. it was gone.


I cant find my way back up to the entrance. I don't know what to do.

Its all my fault. Everyone is dead because of me. If i had just left the gold pin where it was.. everyone would be safe.

Inside this temple were carvings the likes of which I have never seen. I took a picture of one of the more eerie carvings of men impaled on spikes before a pentagram with a satanic face in the center.
Found thick metal bars keeping us from heading deeper into the temple. The local hunter nervously stated that he thinks they were there to keep something in. What a silly notion, they were clearly made to keep thieves out.

I have analyzed some of the temple carvings, definitely Egyptian in origin, though it will take me time and effort to truly be able to translate them. I will start recording my findings here tomorrow. The expedition to get here was exhausting.. all the trailblazing through the thick forest.. i could really use the sleep... but still I lie awake.. probably because I am so excited about this Archaeological marvel.


We entered the ruins today, it was remarkably warm and well-lit by strange glowing rocks set in the side of the walls. I saw the most amazing paintings and hieroglyphics stretched hand painted across the wall. They looked maybe Egyptian in design, which was strange considering we are nowhere near Egypt. I sent them to the museum for analysis.


Apparently, the hieroglyphics are Egyptian. This is unheard of in this area of the world and immediately grabbed the attention of multiple scholars, scientists and archaeologists. They started flocking to our tiny camp in droves until we had started what looked like a small village. After the top experts managed to decode the hieroglyphics they told me exactly what it said. 'From here there is only Being One. Do not tread any further if you value your life.' Of course, this was obviously a ploy to keep people from entering the place and taking all the treasure that’s buried within.

We entered the depths of the ruins today. It smelled musty and old.. and the symbols on the wall were slowly becoming more and more primitive until they were essentially cave paintings. At the bottom of the extremely long curving flight of stairs was a massive, circular room made of marble. Painted on the floor was a massive circle of what looked like dried human blood, a pentagram decorated the center of the circle, with what looked like some kind of monstrous face in the center of the circle. Etched around the edge of the circle were strange symbols and shapes none of us recognized. It was unreal the scale of this thing. All thirty of us could stand in the center of the blood circle and none of us would be anywhere near touching. Upon looking up, there were a bunch of other bizarre symbols drawn in blood, some looking darker than others. Shining my light at the sides of the room, i noted four petrified skeletons impaled on spikes. Upon closer inspection.. they appeared to have been buried for some time, and then un-buried and placed on spikes in the room. It was kind of eerie.. like this was a cult sacrificial room.. and i felt like i didn't belong in this place. I moved quickly to the end of the room, only to find it was a dead end. We were fairly upset for some time before we discovered something rather disturbing. There was a slab of marble on the ground.. right where the face was painted. It was easily moved, only to let out the scent of decay as the bones of a dead man clattered down what sounded like stairs into an engulfing darkness. We assume this was some kind of torture chamber, as the man's bones appear to be singed by fire. Having had a full day of exploring we decided to leave the torture chamber for a new day.


The local tribe vanished today without a word to anyone. I thought it was strange how they could just abandon everything in their camp. Our translator and cultural expert explained it as superstitious behavior. They were afraid of the 'creature' in the depths of the ruins. So they had uprooted themselves and moved to another place. I couldn't help but feel a little guilty about the entire situation, but the cultural expert assured us they would return as soon as we put everything back the way it was.

We saw some kind of weird tracks the other day close to the river of our camp. The hunter of the group says he's never seen anything like it before, and has set up a couple traps in order to glean what exactly we are dealing with.

I saw something darting through the woods so i snapped a picture. Then i dropped my camera in the water like an idiot. The result was a couple of extremely messed up photographs. What i managed to salvage looked suspiciously like a lion's paw. The hunter said it could have been a jaguar or mountain lion. He decided this is what made those tracks we found. I feel a little better now that we've identified the creature... but a little less protected now that i know its so close to us.



We discovered some kind of creature in the ruins. We aren't exactly sure what it is or how long its been around. It skittered away before any of us could get a good look at it. However, according to the hunter, it moved too quickly and too quietly for it to be any animal he'd ever seen. It is possible that we are dealing with an entirely new species of animal! All of these strange things, happening in these unique ruins... it will be an honor to catch and name the creature.

We captured the strange beast from the ruins. I managed to get a good look at the thing. It looks like something someone might see in their nightmares.... with a body and wings the color of flesh. its body was also decorated with thick red veins which almost popped out of its skin. It had a long neck and four green pupil-less eyes. Four eyes. As if it is some kind of alien from another planet. Honestly, the creature freaks me out a little. We decided to nickname it 'Being One' in honor of the words we saw scrawled on the walls of the ruins. So far, Being one was rather easy to trap and appears to have limited intelligence. It also seems to be very docile. When we released her from the cage after we'd caught her, she ended up following us back to our camp.

The scientists discovered that Being One is an herbivore. They caught her nibbling on various bushes and reaching up into trees.

Our hunter died today. Went out for a little walk because he said the creature freaked him out.. he ended up not coming back. We sent out a search party for him, and finally discovered his footprints leading into quicksand. We could only assume the worst.. that he had been sucked down and buried alive. Poor guy.

I could have sworn that last night i heard someone calling my name. When i got up to look there was no one up but me and Being One.

That creature is starting to freak me out. It keeps staring at me.. almost like it can see through my soul...

We have made a horrible mistake.

Apparently the creature can change the color of its skin. I guess that's how it hunts.

i'm sorry that i wont be making it home. I know you'd normally say something like i will miss my family.. but i dont have a family to miss. So i guess.. i will miss my life when its over.

If she is a herbivore why does she have claws? What are they used for, piercing?? She uses her claws for defense, or to climb trees, or to hook her claws into trees to suck out the sap.

What caused the creature to evolve four eyes??

why is the ancient sandstone turned to marble? Who made this? why is it here? when was it created. How did they get marble all the way down here??

Whispers among the people. The hunter should have known better to sink in quicksand. he was a hunter and familair with these parts.

Capitalize the last sentences.. make it feel rushed and wild as he gets more afraid.

This dragon is only active once every four years, on the dawn of this very day. No one knows why. Until then it sleeps.

__ Why did they stay with the creature? They continued to explore the ruins and try to learn more about Being one. Translate more of the Heiroglyphic warnings.

This doesn't make sense, a pentagram is not a symbol made popular until recent years. could someone have come down here and done this?

**** New headcannon that it has a false head to lure others into its actual mouth, its head is its tongue***

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Pyramid_(film)
http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Fanfic/TheWritingOnTheWall




https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kRrOq4NipQQ