Entry #4678

Dear Diary,

I have come to you with a burden. But this time, it is not the pestering voices in my head or Maxis' constant blabber. I have been extremely concerned with a child of mine. He's sweet and intelligent, just like me yet, I can't help but feel that he's hiding something from us. Something very important. Something vital. I fear that what he is hiding is powerful and is using him in some shape or form. I fear that it is consuming him and drowning him away from the real world. He is an undead being, but he is too precious to me. I cannot let him falter and fall into his own world of demise and sorrow. As lovely as that sounds, it frightens me so. Truly it does. He's been much more quieter than usual. He doesn't talk as much as he used to. Also, I don't know if it is my eyesight, but his bright, sunny eyes are losing their shine. Only if it is just slightly, I can tell the difference.

Another problem has also risen to my complex mind. On our trip to the Science Museum, he seemed to have... lost control. It was as if his grip on reality was snatched away from him and he had succumbed to his inner, undead, wretched behavior! I could see it in Dempsey's eyes that he believed the only way to stop him was a simple bullet to his tiny, rotting brain. Thankfully, that did not happen. For once, I can honestly say that Dempsey did something smart. Hmm. That's strange. Anyway, we were able to stop him and bring him home safely. As soon as we returned home, I began my research and put forth some effort into my latest experiment. I have designed a... "drink" that will simmer Milz's inner zombie. If he loses control like that again, I need to be prepared.

Speaking of experiments, my teleporter is nearly complete. I still have not gained the courage to admit my studies to my fellow roommates. I shall admit it with time and as you and I both know, time is ticking away fairly quickly. I can admit that I am still a little shaken up by Milz's most recent behavior. I fear that my most precious treasure will slowly turn into my most dire nightmare.

Vast amounts of concern,
Doctor Edward Richtofen