Surviving Inside SCP-3008 (Diary Log)

I Am Lost

Day 1
Well, I still don't know where I am. Well I know where I am, I'm in a IKEA. But I can't find the exit, when I entered the building it was empty, no employees, no customers, nothing. I found this book and pen and I thought I'd make this my diary 'till I get out of here, I didn't know IKEA sale's books and pens, anyway I've been here for about 4 hours by now and I haven't seen nobody. Wait I hear footsteps in the distance, I'll go and see who or what it is.

Well now I'm back and I know now what was making those step sounds. It was a pale skinned person with no hair, no ears and no facial features, and his limbs were distorted, his legs were very short and arms almost as long as a 2 meters door. He was wearing clothes aswell, he was wearing a yellow t-shirt with light blue jeans and black shoes, just like a normal IKEA employee uniform. He completely ignored me too. With every question I asked he ignored me, I even yelled at him, but still no response, I mean he didn't have ears so I guess that's why he couldn't hear me, but he just wondered around aimlessly, so what I did was I knocked a few cardboard boxes in front of him to get his attention but no, he just walked right pass them. I was a bit freaked out about the guy but I'm not overcomplicating myself about him, he looks like he won't hurt a bug. Anyway I've been looking around for another 2 hours by now and I still haven't found the exit.

I was hungry a few minutes ago but I somehow stumbled upon a small shop, and to my surprise there was some Swedish meatballs on a plate with some bread beside it. I did eat them without even thinking, they might have been poisoned for all I know but I'm standing and walking perfectly and I feel normal, oh and the meatballs were amazing, when I'm getting out of this place I'm buying some.

It's 8 pm now and the lights have closed, I found a plug in the ground to change my phone and I'm now going to the beds section to go get some sleep.

Day 2
Well it's 4 am now and the lights came back on, nothing strange has happened when I was asleep, everything was untouched, my phone was fully charged, I'm now going to the small shop from where I've eaten yesterday. I'm hungry.

Well I've arrived at the shop but there was no food there this time, not gonna lie I was a bit disappointed so I started wondering around again. And I'm now in the closet ile and I have to go to the toilet. God forgive me for what I'm about to do.

It's been 2 hours just going into one direction by now and I've heard footsteps again, and what a surprise it was that guy, but different, his arms were normal sized but his legs were up to my neck, and I'm a 6 foot guy, I felt really short beside him. After that I carried walking, now I'm sitting down thinking. How is this place so big and where is that damn exit.

I've been thinking of a good hour and I've realised that I'm probably in another dimension or something like that. I mean I've been walking for 2 days in this IKEA but I've yet seen the end of this place or actual humans. I'm overcomplicating myself aren't I? Yes I am. Wow I can't believe that I'm now talking to my diary/journal. Well I'd better get going.

I swear, I've been walking for days by now, I haven't even seen one of those things again, I need to keep myself together tho.

Well the lights seem to be closing at 8 pm but I'm gonna continue walking without sleep this night.

It's been 2 hours and I still haven't found no one. Wait I hear footsteps, well I'm gonna roam around with those things to keep me company.

HOLY MOTHER OF FUCKIN' CHRIST. That thing tried to attack me. It was horrifying. I came up to it from his left and he stopped and slowly turned his head to me and said "The store is now closed. Please go to the exit."He said it in such a calm voice tho. Well that got me a bit freaked out so I backed up a little bit. THEN the fucker just swong his right arm at me knocking a lamp on the floor whilst going it. Then he repeated the same thing"The store is now closed. Please go to the exit."and started swinging his hands at me, but that's not ever the scary part. I started to get a little bit scared and I quickly passed him and started running. Well THE MOTHER FUCKER DECIDED TO RUN AFTER ME AND TRYING TO GRAB MY SHIRT!!! After a couple of minutes I somehow managed to get away and now I'm hiding in a closet. I hope he doesn't find me.