I lived in a usually pretty nice neighborhood, a nice life and house, a beautiful wife and 2 kids, James and Charles. There was an area of my town that I’ve never been too even though I’ve lived my whole life there. Men go insane from going to that area, I had a long time friend who disappeared after going there. Its caused me trauma you wouldn’t believe but yet I still am curious and would want to one day go there. Its name? The SOUTHEAST! Its name commands respect. (1 Year later) My wife’s divorced me, She took my kids. I’ve lost everything. Im going in, there’s nothing left to lose. I walked outside my house, It took me all day but I walked the distance. It was now nighttime but it was foggy? I walked in to the SOUTHEAST, My head was pounding, my head felt like it was spinning and it was about to explode, all I could hear in my head was “SOUTHEAST!SOUTHEAST!SOUTHEAST!” I couldn’t stop saying it, there were weird jellybeans in space suits in the fog but they were fading in and out of my head, one started attacking me but I couldn’t fight back the SOUTHEAST was too strong it made my body feel like it was going to explode. I was on the floor, as Im writing this I want you to know- SOUTHEAST SOUTHEAST SOUTHEAST SOUTHEAST SOUTHEAST SOUTHEAST!