{Fifteenth Case} Observation Log [In Person]
[Ichabod is sitting in an what looks to be alcove that he made from the earth that he dug out in a nearby hill. Being by himself often means learning on his own and his cursed wound didn't offer him any recourse for social gatherings. He was growing more and more detached from his own kind that madness was beginning to set in. Still, he was sane enough to handle his tasks.
He pulled open his ledger and began writing what he has seen and what he has noticed over the course of the past few months about himself. Nightmares he logged weren't getting any better. His curse went unchecked and unnoticed by the masses of the Manor. He never talked about it openly. The only one that knew was long gone.]
He comes....he comes for me.
[His words were breathy and his hands were shaking.]
He pulled open his ledger and began writing what he has seen and what he has noticed over the course of the past few months about himself. Nightmares he logged weren't getting any better. His curse went unchecked and unnoticed by the masses of the Manor. He never talked about it openly. The only one that knew was long gone.]
He comes....he comes for me.
[His words were breathy and his hands were shaking.]