"Then one day a door appeared. I opened the door to see that my worst nightmare had come true…it was the hallway"
"This place I have been exploring each night has many doors, each leading to either happy memories, fantasies, pools of ink, or horrors beyond anything that anyone has ever seen, in the halls of this place are no lights as it wondrously lights itself, this is a place I have only seen in my dreams and waking moments, it smells of chocolate, coffee tea, ink, or blood, depending on where you are." - from the Archives which was started by My friend Jeffery and I have worked with him on the archives.
