Jun 20, 2010 16:46
Everything's run-down and broken out here. I still haven't seen another living thing since I've arrived... this town feels like it's been abandoned long ago. The mist is so thick I can barely see ten meters in front of me, but I swear there are people watching me from behind it.
Locket... I can't find him anywhere.
[After some time, the writing continues, a bit of rust-colored dust brushing across the page... and after a few seconds later, almost seeming to creep across it.]
Here's your report on the wilderness.
Do not come down here.