Walling

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Boudha !

This is the third day without food. Chaser refuses to let us near the Ignition Union's settlement here. I understand we're at odds with the Union, but... I'm hungry. I'm cold. They have heat there, so I've been told. Their lamps, they can burn away the parasites. A few members of the expedition got fed up with Chaser, and tried to sneak away, but they weren't in their bunks the following morning. Maybe they did get away, and are staying with the Union now? Skeli told me the Union's settlement was along the ground floor beneath the bridges, marked by steam towers, but.. I heard it's dangerous. Bounders reside there. I don't know what to do.. I may just seek out the settlement myself. I need warmth.

The fourth day has come. I'm growing weaker by the hour, as it becomes harder to move. I contemplated eating the snow, but.. I've already seen what happens to those it sticks to. But, I'm hungry.. so, so hungry. Maybe my stomach could handle it? I don't know if the eggs would be able to survive such conditions, or if I'd be sentencing myself to an earlier death. What choice do I have? To die slow hopelessly, or gamble a chance to live? I'll think about it more. If I'm unable to move far, then.. I suppose I'll try it.


There's something inside.

There's a whisper inside.

There's movement inside.

There's something wrong.

There's something wrong.

There's something wrong.

There's something-

First of Moonveil, Entry #2. Curse Klaris for sending me to this godsforsaken place. This snow sticks like tar and doesn't melt from your warmth... Even knowing this, there was no reason to lose more than a single expedition team. According to the locals one of our own has occupied the tower above. It has to be Chaser.. He volunteered to lead the first expedition team with a fervor that I've never seen from him. If he's the only one left alive from the team, I can only imagine what became of the others. We can no longer trust that man. Should the Forbidden City fall into his hands, it could spell doom for all of us.

*The remaining pages are scribbled out frantically, no words can be made out from the mess, as if there was something to hide.*