From Our Oblivion

Chapter 1

"Hello?"

"Anyone there?"

Walking slowly, a petite girl turned the corner of a tall, tall, I mean you can't see the top, tall bookcase and found......more bookcases. 

"Great." The girl sighed and continued walking down the never ending aisles of bookcases, trying to follow the sound she had heard earlier. She had been walking for hours, or what felt should be hours and she was getting tired. Not physically tried mind you, she hasn't felt physically tried since she found herself in this place, no she was mentality tired. The stress from being alone and not knowing what to do was weighing her down, making her depressed. She just wanted to sit on the floor and not do anything. And so that is what she did, she sat down where she stood, hugged her legs to the chest and placing her head on her knees. 

The small girl thought back to when she first found herself in this strange predicament of wondering aimlessly through the shelves of knowledge that lay before her. 

At first, like any sane person, she was freaked out and scared, not knowing where she was or what to do. She didn't remember anything from before. She just remembers opening her eyes to see that she was standing in what looked like the entrance of a very large library. After her freak out session, the girl tried to find a way out of the silent library. There was a set of doors at the front of the library, the only exit she could see at the moment. They where tall arched doors, made of dark wood with opaque glass, and shiny brass handles. One tug and she knew the doors would not budge no matter what she did, so she tried breaking the glass windows instead. But no matter how many books she threw or how hard she slammed her fists on the windows, the windows stayed in one piece not even a crack showed from all of her effort. 

The small girl finally stopped her useless struggle and as she gently picked up the thrown books from the floor, she started to cry. Tears softly slid down her cheeks while she walked through the aisles, replacing the books back in there rightful places on the shelves. Surprised by a hiccup that escaped from the girl's lips, one of the books she was holding fell from her grasp and landed open on the floor. Reaching down to pick up the fallen book, she froze, eyes wide as she stared at the blank pages staring back at her. She placed the rest of the books down that she was holding and picked a random book from the shelf opening it to find what she was dreading to be true.  

The book did not have any words. All the pages where blank.

Book after book was yanked off the shelves, the petite girl flipping through one after another only to find that all of the tomes where blank. After some time the floor was littered with books, all open and all empty of words. No more was the small girl softly weeping, now she was sobbing loudly wanting someone to hear her, but knowing that it was just her in the endless library, with not even written words to comfort her. 

She was truly and utterly alone.

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Lifting her head up, the girl slowly stood and continued her search for the mysterious sound that had brought her from the entrance and into the maze of bookcases, lingering thoughts from before quickly forgotten. 

Ever since she heard the sound, she has been hoping to find someone or something other than herself stuck in the library. At first the sound was like a soft whisper, barely any sound at all. She had almost missed it, but now the further she travels into the stacks of books the louder the sound gets. It was a strange sound, it sound like someone was screaming but the voice was made of static. It also sounded sad, like it was in pain. 

⋔⟟☊⊑⟒⏃⌰

The girl went from walking to running as she followed the noise down the aisles of books, taking sharp turns and almost tripping over books that seemed to have fallen off of their shelves and landed in the middle of the floor. 

  ⟟ ⎅⟟⎅⋏'⏁ ⋔⟒⏃⋏ ⏁⍜⍜. 

The small girl was sprinting as fast as she could only stopping to listen for the noise to made again. 

⟟⏁'⌇ ⏃⌰⌰ ⋔⊬ ⎎⏃⎍⌰⏁

The girl stopped and slowly walked back until she was staring at a black leather bound book nestled in a shelf that was almost out of reach. 

⊑⟒⌰⌿ ⋔⟒

The girl gasped, surprised and sad that the sound was coming from a book instead of an actual person. Standing on her tip toes, the girl reached with all of her might and grabbed the book from the shelf. The End of the Enderman's Walk was printed on the front of the book in bright purple letters that shined softly. While holding her breath, the girl gently flipped through the book to reveal that there where indeed words on the pages, but the words looked to be in a different language. The girl flipped through all of the pages and reaching the end of the book noticed that the last chapter was readable. Sitting down on the floor, she placed the book in her lap and started to read the last chapter.

⏁⎍⏚⏚⍜

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Ok guys this is the first chapter to the collaboration I am doing with a lot of different authors. I can't wait until is all come together in the end. Also if you haven't already guessed that is endermen language, and I will put the translations below.

⋔⟟☊⊑⟒⏃⌰ = Micheal

 ⟟ ⎅⟟⎅⋏'⏁ ⋔⟒⏃⋏ ⏁⍜⍜ = I didn't mean too

⟟⏁'⌇ ⏃⌰⌰ ⋔⊬ ⎎⏃⎍⌰⏁ = It's all my fault

⊑⟒⌰⌿ ⋔⟒ = Help me

⏁⎍⏚⏚⍜ = Tubbo

980 words.