July 8, Gestahlian year:1988. Time of Balance and Conquest.
It has been exactly three days since my majictek infusion. Since then I have been experiencing vivid and horrifying morbid nightmares. Terrifying visions of people screaming, wailing, falling, and running through a burning world. Fire engulfing some in an eternal churning crucible. This continues until the ground starts creaking. It is as if the world itself is breaking apart. Then I hear a cruel, hysterical laughter. It laughs at the chaos below as if it is one big joke and this is the punch line. Soon I realize that the disgustingly joyous laughter is uncomfortably familiar. I turn and see the monster's face, but once I do fear overcomes me. I wake up, startled in a cold, freezing sweat. I cannot help but wonder, what these nightmares are trying to tell me?
