My brother is a thumping idiot

Do I really need to say more?

Yeah, probably. I should explain why he is a thumping idiot.

Well, he was pretty accurate with everything up till he got punched out by a girl. He's an idiot and a wimp. I mean, not to be anti-girl here, but she was half his size. And I could see it coming from the moment he started arguing with her buff boyfriend. Lucky girl.

*Coughs* Anyway....

Our tour guide's name will remain unknown. They are now my new best friend. I give them permission to punch out my brother any time they want.

So, turns out, the parallel universe is completely weird. We had no idea what we were doing and we both looked like idiots (but especially Dom.)

Our 'tour guide' used this really advanced computer (they are way beyond us in technology) and tried to further analyze the handwriting, but nothing came up. Apparently this is a really weird circumstance. I've been looking at more of the notes in Dom's closet...and they look really familiar. I don't know why, but that handwriting reminds me of some I've seen somewhere, before....

So, that's another mystery to deal with. I've also decided that from now on, only one of us goes into the portal at a time. Guess who it's not going to be?

Very good. You're so smart. Dom is staying home next time.

Gill

Damien Zion

Okay, so today on my way home, I dropped by a 'friend's' house. His name is Damien Zion. That's the name I'm allowed to use, anyway.

Damien is talented at many things, including these following things.

1. Computer hacking (this world and the next)
2. Handwriting Analysis
3. Extreme knowledge of human behavior and its patterns, especially when he can relate it to a story he has read or watched.

He's also filthy rich or a very talented thief, because he has a ton of lab equipment and fancy computers.

He analyzed the note, and confirmed that it was from another world, because the molecule patterns of the ink and paper are slightly different in that parallel universe than they are here. They're different, but parallel.

The name of the person who wrote the note is unavailable in the computer system of this world and the next. There either isn't a sample of his handwriting, or they've wiped the records clean, so we don't know who this guy - person - is.

Damien confirmed that the person was almost certainly in real danger, and that the person is smart, unpracticed in handwriting, and very possibly an expert in English-related subjects. Yeah, Damien's kind of a genius. Damien thinks that whoever wrote the note has a romantic personality but has a logical mind.

Don't ask me how he comes up with all this junk. Who knows if any of it's accurate? But now we've got something to go on.

Yeah, guess we're going in...

And really, don't try a google search for Damien. That's not his real name.

Gill

My thoughts thus far...

1. I did not pull a prank on you Dom. Either someone else did or that note is real.

2. My sides still hurt because of laughing so hard at...something I will not talk about.

3. Going into the portal is a crazy, dangerous idea that I've always wanted to do, but one of us has to be smart.

4. I'll talk to you about it later, Dom.

5. For those of you wondering where I am....I've been all over the place, faced death (quite literally) today, in the form of mummies - and also saw some stuffed, dead man-eating lions. It was cool. The mummies were freaky.

Completely out of whack closet portal, or desperate cry for assistance?

I came home from school today to find my closet door open and hanging off it's hinges, a crumpled ball of paper on the floor. I quickly unfolded the paper and found something that scared me. A note asking for help. At first I was skeptical. I wouldn't put it past Gill to pull something like this on me. But it wasn't her hand writing. And she wouldn't go as far as pulling my closet door down. I'm not even sure she could. I glanced into my closet and found the portal swirling around and pulsing like crazy. It does that when something is about to pop out, and sometimes right after.

So my suspicions were pretty much confirmed. So there's someone out there, in an alternate universe that needs help. Ours specifically? I'm not sure. But I do know that we got this for a reason. And we have to do something about it.

Unfortunately (even if Gill was home) I can't go into the portal. There are so many unanswered questions about it. Where does it go for sure? What would happen to us if we went in? Would we be able to come back? The second we discovered it, I wanted to try it out right off the bat. But Gill talked some sense into me, and after two years, we still haven't tested it out. Haven't told anyone about it either. Which, in retrospect, was a bad idea on our part.

I need to find Gill. I need to convince her that we need to do this. And I need to eat something because I'm starving.

Pictures coming later. (As soon as my camera stops being stupid.)

Freaking out of my mind,
Dom