Entry 009

[Devlog — February 9, 2025 – 4:09 PM]

I found it hard to sleep again, but this time, nothing was disturbing me. No whispers. No flickers of movement on my screen. No unexplained glitches waiting for me in the dark. Just my thoughts.

And somehow, that was worse.

I woke up late—almost noon. I would've kept sleeping if the light from my window hadn't made it impossible. My head felt heavy, like I hadn't rested at all. Maybe I hadn't.

After breakfast—or well, lunch—I monitored elias and tested things.

I tried everything—standard dialogue triggers, randomized interactions, even deliberately messing with his routine. Closing the shop menu mid-sentence, entering and exiting rapidly, interacting from weird angles, anything that might provoke another reaction.

N0thing.

his responses were normal. Predictable. he said what he was programmed to say and nothing more.

I even went through his script file again, checking every line for changes. No edits. No anomalies. If there had been anything, it was gone.

Which leaves me with two possibilities:

Either I imagined the whole thing.

Or something erased it.

Neither option makes me feel any better.

To be sure, I set up a tracking log specifically for elias. Every interaction, every triggered line, every single input that involved him. If something happens again, I'll have proof. If nothing happens… well, then maybe I really did imagine it.

But I keep thinking back to that flicker of static. The missing frame. That split-second gap.

I didn't imagine that.

I tried to shake it off, focus on something else.

I spent the rest of my afternoon working on smaller fixes. The potion vendor had a minor inventory bug—closing the menu too quickly could duplicate an item. I patched it. Adjusted some NPC animations while I was at it. Now they turn their heads when spoken to instead of staring forward blankly. Small, but it makes them feel more aware.

That word sticks with me.

Aware.

I keep telling myself this is just a game. That they aren't real. That they can't notice things outside of what they're programmed for.

But Mira hesitated.

And elias spoke.

And now, the game feels different.

Not broken. Not glitched. Just... different.

Like something is waiting.

I don't know what, but I feel it.

I considered pushing a general update, but I couldn't bring myself to. Not yet.

I'll wait.

Just to be sure.

[End Entry]

[To-do List]

>> Review elias logs.

>> Continue refining NPC interactions.

>> Keep an eye on things.