Day 305. I'm still lost in her hair. I have found a small village of people with similar fates. We have food, but it's running low. If you are reading this send help.
Thank God we got your request (better late than never). We are setting up an organisation to help you and the other ill-fated people trapped in her hair. Please whoever reads the message, send your likes. Each like counts. Thank you
Greetings fellow. I have been wandering for weeks here, my last memory of the outside world is getting in an elevator with them, next thing I knew I was tangled in a forest with curious locals staring quizzically at me. I've been with them ever since and no newcomers have arrived, leading me to believe there are multiple colonies. Food is plentiful but we want to send it to other village's until help comes.
Don't worry. You aren't alone. But hey, decent WiFi signal.
Week 89. The village thinks I'm their elder as I'm the one the longest. I can't find rations. I cant solve problems. They're getting tense. I might not make it past next week. They act the same on Monday and on Friday. Even Saturday.
Please help.
Don't worry. You aren't alone. But hey, decent WiFi signal.
Please help.
How does she sleep