Oct 11. The villagers has become hostile. I seem to have worn out my welcome at the Fattened Lamb. I have nowhere to sleep this night. My assumption is that the locals believe my investigations will unleach the fury of the dark forces I am fighting. I am afraid their fear might not be groundless. If I am going to kick the hornets nest, I better finish the job.

Oct 12. Some children started to throw rocks at me, and no adult told them off. I will have to keep a really low profile from now on.

Oct 13. My stomach is empty, but my heart is filled with hope. I must be very close my target now.

Oct 14. I am starting to doubt the groundkeeper will ever come back. The state of the samatary makes me wonder if they even had a groundkeeper for it. I found some apples for dinner.

Oct 15. An old widow who's niece fell victim to my foe has let me stay in her barnhouse in secret. The sweet lady has fed me stew and given me some good information. She has warned me to try to interview her brother, telling me he is on the brink of going insane.

Oct 16. Hiding in the woods. I can hear the hounds...

Oct 17. The church tower has become my new home. The bell is broken, so I doubt any one will bother to go up here. I will survey the graveyard from up here using my goggles to see if I can spot any paranormal activity.

Oct 18. Nothing this night.

Oct 19. Nothing this night.

Oct 20. Nothing this night.

Oct 21. The groundkeeper came up the tower this night while I was watching the graveyard. He was around after all! My aparence with with goggles and all scared him white. I managed to get him to spill his guts (figurativly speaking). I doubt he will tell anyone about our little conversation, poor sod. Now I just need to get the right tools to enter the crypt he told me about. I am so exited right now!!!

Oct 22 The groundkeeper have disappeared and I can not figure out where he kept his tools. This is so fustrating!!! Some strange kid saw me when I was searhing his house. I think I will have to offer the blackmith a good sum of coins to make me a crowbar and keep quiet about it. Risky, but it is just a matter of time until they figure out that I am still around the village and turn up with toches and pitchforks. I am running out of food again.

Oct 23 Seems I can trust the blacksmith. I can pick up the crowbar tomorrow. He even sold me some dynamite! I better not use it to open the crypt, but it might come handy once I am inside. According to the groundkeepers description, there is quite a maze down there.

Oct 24 I suddenly got suspicious this morning and started to wonder if the blacksmith is setting up a trap to catch me. I should have asked him to deliver the crowbar to some safe location. I don't know what to do now. I am not even sure I dare to eat more of the bread he offered. Curses!!!

Oct 25 What a day! I came up with the idea to shoot an arrow with a note on the blacksmith's door. I did so and saw him take the note from distance. My plan was to follow him to the place where I asked him to deliver the crowbar. But nothing happened. After hours of waiting I shot another arrow with another note. This time he opened the door and shouted 'I can't read'. How embarassing! I felt like a complete fool. I revealed myself, went to his door and recieved the crowbar. I need to focus now. Tomorrow morning I will enter the crypt.