Factory. Creatures turned out to be friendly. Good. Let us pass.
Went downstairs. Pool of water. Bodies in the water. Two of them weren’t exactly dead. Dead but moving. One of them almost got the holy man. Two shots for that one, right through the head, didn’t think, just snapped—
For a moment, I could see them being torn apart again— I wasn’t helpless not this time
And the next?
Leave. this now are you more afraid for yourself or for them you have not been with them for too long leave now while it’s easier it will only be worse later
If there is a later
How long have I been traveling I’ve lost track of the days again
this wasn’t what was supposed to happen you weren’t supposed to like them you weren’t supposed to get attached
they all just
closed-off smartass kid wary of everyone keeps his distance
does he remind you of what you were like?
bit of a goof but strong enough for all that just wants to be stronger
to fight what? and keep himself a mystery
not quite right in the head something is definitely broken there but a sweet kid
she called you big brother
and [scratched out so roughly a hole has been torn through the paper]
if you keep pushing him away he really is going to leave is that what you want I just want to go back to Daggermark in peace that’s all I just want
a bullet in the brain but you can’t even be arsed to do that I just want out