Trouble comes again, I’ve accepted my life style. Now it’s quit like a ghost town, really, no one is outside at night. It creeps me out so much I get goose bums. Goddammit!
I hear silent songs about the dead, whispering through the fogs. No one is around but me and my girl Rheia, she’s bit scared about the church, bells toll silent by the wind. Rheia tells me to watch her back to insure things will go nuts. Even though she sees everything, she is still insecure about the creatures passing around us. creatures of the dark watching closely, if we even let our guards down they’ll kill us. I’m worried.
The witch crafts are all over the place, ghost appear out of no where. They seek destruction and want heavens to burn. We don’t have a chance. Searching for Ferrum so we’ll have our place in the battle, salt shakes creek for turn. The wall is thick, impossible to break through, impossible to escape from town. Soon I’ll be able to break out, so I can see my beautiful girl Nivi. Just wishing she’ll be there when I escape, so I can see her. It’ll be wonderful…
The hard rain has passed, no reapers to take my soul and no ghouls to attack me and no soulless creatures to feed off my body. I wish I knew the ancients scripts, old Egyptian scrolls to read so I can sent the ghouls back to the underworld. Cerberus would be worried about those creatures passing through without the cold coin. My dark heart strikes again, giving the blood of Cain, the desire to be the best of all and the anger uncontrollable. My poor heart…