Welcome to the Gloomy Hollows of Spookinite Valley Est. Sept. 2012 Journal Entry 22 - November 23rd, 1847 Last night, while standing around a fire, I could not help but feel that some soul far off was gazing upon us. At first, I believed it was simply my own weary mind, but the others confessed to feeling something oddly similar. We stood mute, peering into the shadowy woods a few yards off. Then, a billowing darkness consumed the stars and swallowed the full moon. And as the odious wind moaned over our ears, a ghoulish shriek stung our ears. This happened three or four times before ceasing altogether. We looked at one another, baffled. Perhaps things far worse than bandits inhabit these lands. Return to Journal Entries Next Journal Entry Previous Journal Entry Click below to play ambient sounds.

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