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JOURNAL ENTRY #2: VIP DINING ROOM My God. The horrors of the main dining room didn’t prepare me for this. I can stand the stench and the blood and the filth, but they ate a child here. The baby’s remains are still on the long rectangular table, though the body has been divided up and served on two separate platters. They pulled off the kid’s legs as if they belonged to a chicken! But then again, I could be seeing the remains of two children. By ‘Riza—plates stained with human fat and glasses thick with congealed human blood . . .
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drew my gun, but the image disappeared almost as quickly as it had come. I wonder, was he the first to attack Callahan and Jake? Unfortunately for me, the monster’s aura was not as easy to banish as his image. It was purple-black and felt like pure evil.
I’d better end this entry now. Some maggots just hatched out of the baby’s skin and I think I’m going to be sick . . .