It’s still dark out. Another terrible blast sounded except this time I felt it in my mind! It left me cold with the greatest feelings of dread I’ve ever felt. The sensation was so powerful it rendered me unconscious, my pen leaving a long streak of ink across the page as I blacked out.

All the clocks have stopped so I cannot tell what time it is now or even what day it is. I’m setting these words down in case they be my last. I’m going to the thicket to find Catherine and the source of the evil I’ve experienced and destroy it. Should I not return I hope someone finds this diary and uses it as a warning to others. This area has become cursed and rife with evil. Flee while you can and never return.

Dawn has broke and the sun is rising! The fog has lifted. this gives me hope. I’m leaving now.

God help me.