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The Journal of Douglas_Mackay
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Entry 1:  I have today finished my home.  Am looking for skeletons to create bonemeal with. What else awaits me in this world?  :: Entry 2:  The second day is over.  No sheep have been found nor any skeletons. In fact, there aren't any living creatures, save for zombies, to roam this area. Perhaps this land is cursed? Superstition aside, I am running low on food.  I desparatly hope I find a skeleton...  :: Entry 3: Aha!  I have finally found a skeleton! Alas, twas all in vain. His bones crumbled into nothingness in my fingers. However, I found a pair of boots on his corpse. Killing a zombie, I found also a pair of chain pants, yet he was not wearing any. Further proof of a curse? :: Entry 4: No more mosters have been found.  However, I made the discovery that if you bring water to tilled land, the land will stay tilled longer Perhaps now I shall have a reliable source of food. :: I am longing for human contact.  It has been weeks since I have seen others. Loneliness is what may finish me off first. :: Entry 5:  The lonliness of life in these badlands is getting to me. Today I started hallucinating of my loved one, Anna... It couldn't be real. :: She's dead. :: Entry 6:  I haven't written for many days now.  I was too sick to write. Low on food, I was forced to consume the flesh of a zombie. I paid dearly for the act of cannibalism  For the flesh satisfied my stomach, but made sick my body.  I was bogged with terrible vomiting, and my house smelled of sick for many days. Alas, today I am healthy once more, in a manner of speaking. My mind is still haunted by images of Anna... :: Entry 7: My world is spinning.  I can't farm properly anymore.  The loss of human contact has turned my mind to ashes.  I am turning into the very monsters I fight at night. :: Entry 8: I descend furthur into madness... :: Entry 9:  Today I stumbled into a dungeon.  The dungeon had a dying man in it.  I gave him some water to drink.  He looked up at me and died.  It was the first contact with others in m onths. :: Entry 10:  My sanity has returned, at least for a while.  I found a strange object on a bag from the dying man's corpse.  It had words inscribed on it. "Soulstone"? :: Entry 11: AT LONG LAST!  I have finally found bones!  I realize now the trick is to slay the skeleton with fire!  The fire must cleanse the body of the curse... :: Entry 12: Huzzah!  My melon farm is finally ready for harvest! Also, after killing a zombie last night, I found a strange map on his corpse. It couldn't be of the surrounding area; there are large structures shown on it. Perhaps when this zombie was once human, he lived there? :: Entry 13: The discovery has ignited an old passion in me: the love of exploration. I now have a fervent desire to travel to the place this map shows. Perhaps the "Soulstone" I found can help. :: Entry 14: I had a terrible nightmare last night.  I have forgotten why I loved exploring s o much. :: It killed my loved one. :: Entry 15:  Perhaps you are wondering who this "Anna" is? Her beauty was indescribable, but I shall try. We met during our shcooling in my old home of Scotland. My father, a lord, had me learn latin. It was tedious and full of monotony, however, all that changed one day. Anna was an "exchange student" from grece.  Strange term, she never got around to telling me what it means. I had used to think "love at first sight" was naught but drunken folly. Then I laid eyes upon her and believed. Her exotic heritage was apparent.  She had dark skin and brown eyes. Her hair was dark, dark brown.  So much so that it alomst appeared black. I loved her, I would die for her. :: Entry 16: We both shared the love of exploring and set out on a ship bound to cross the Great Ocean. 57 days into the expedition, a terrible storm beset us and my beloved Anna almost fell overboard.  I grabbed her hand and would not let go.  She fell off, and me with her. I washed up on an unknown beach, in a strange land. The monks of Ageis found me and revived me. However, I was no longer holding her hand. :: My beloved Anna was lost to the sea forever.