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9th January 2007

4:57pm: Shadow over Screwballmouth
The priestess that came with the night sang of things best left unmentioned.

She seemed crazy at first then I sensed something she spoke of made deep sense to me... or was it something sinister in the air(?)...

I thought it may be just the spirits about me... or that I drank of... And kept drinking of.

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