[OOC: I suppose this is filtered to house 12 as he won't be answering the journal at all.]
[It's late afternoon in the town, the day had marked the first signs of the upcoming summer heat. Raven had been taking advantage of the change in weather by taking a very discreet walk through the town alone. He'd remained quiet for the past few days, not out of antisocial behaviour, but more so that he was struggling to stay alive. As he approached house 12 his breathing became heavier, legs weaker and his heart started to burn as if it had been ignited like a fire. Raven grasped at his chest as he collapsed onto his knees mere inches away from the porch, unable to think straight his vision became blurred he mumbled under his breath.]
Dammit... I thought... I'd last longer... than this.
[He knew it was going to come to this, but not so soon. Over the months since Alexei first messed with his Blastia and it had been causing him some minor problems, following their little fight in February it received quite a harsh hit, making that decline in its condition so much quicker. He had been procrastinating having to see Alexei to ask for his help, after all, he was the man who sabotaged it in the first place (amongst a plethora of other reasons). So Raven reluctantly went to see him only the
week before and was promised a new formula. All he needed was a few more days till it was finished, however time was not on his side as the 8th day rolled round he found his body failing.
Taking his journal out he used what little strength to throw it at the front door, in the pitiful hope that someone may hear the knock and come to help. Even though there isn't anything they can do.]