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November 23,1999
We were just looking for the rest of our party, I'm writing these notes so that if anyone cares enough to look for us you can know what we already know, but I hope you aren’t too late. We are running out of time, there are creatures running about, we do not know what to do, we have very little to defend ourselves with, I fear that by the time you read this my party and myself will be lost to the ungodly monsters of this wicked place.
November -, 1999
I am the only one left, I saw the rest of my party be devoured by the creatures of this place, listen to me now if you are in this house, this place of terror, and you read my notes, you need to  understand that you must escape, I am safe now, but I do not know for how long, I hear them lurking about at night, walking through the bushes and between the walls, I’ve seen the claw marks in the floors, I’ve seen the fingernail marks scraping along the walls, the giant minotaur that roams the upper levels of this house, these creatures haven't stopped roaming since they knew that we were in here. I must leave now for I sense that they are detecting my scent.

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I have lost track of all time now. I do not even know what month it is. I stay up for what seems like days on end. I never see the sun shining through the windows and when I sleep it is brief. I have but only one chance now, there is an opening in the wall, but it is too small for me to enter. I fear that if I try to enter, the beast will awaken and hunt me down like the rest of my party. I can’t stand it anymore, every minute feels like an hour, every hour feels like a day, but lucky for me, I don’t have a watch to tell the time. I will try to lure it away from the wall, when I know where he is I will attempt to enter, but who knows what is waiting on the other side? Is it more terror, or is it a way to escape? I will find out one way or another.

Dr. Mack was a doctor who was going home for the millennium new year. And so began his journey.

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