[a tired groan and someone muttering]
Marian? Marian, where--?
Little John? Will? [another pause and some scrambling] Djaq?
. . . Much?
Where the hell--
[and he picks up the journal, before dropping it VERY QUICKLY]
Witchcraft? Oh, you've got to be kidding me! This stuff isn't real.
[another pause before there's the sound of him opening
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