Welcome to the Gloomy Hollows of Spookinite Valley Est. Sept. 2012 Journal Entry 21 - September 19th, 1845 The madness that plagues my brother has shown no signs of ceasing. I cannot forebear watching his violent fits of delirium and mania. And I loath to confess that we may be rendered no other choice than to commit him to Warwick Asylum. I still would like to know what caused this. I do know that the cursed valley is where his wagon was found. And as I recall the childish ghost stories from our youth, I wonder if there was some truth behind the fables. Perhaps one day soon I will investigate it myself. Return to Journal Entries Next Journal Entry Previous Journal Entry Click below to play ambient sounds.

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