p style="text-align: center;"strongspan style="text-decoration: underline;"Day 1/span/strong/p
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p style="text-align: left;"I found this notebook on the ground, and I thought I'd write in it. Just so you know, we are so lost. I have no idea where we are, and all I know is that we need to go home. We are like wayward leaves, scattering through the wind. And Greg is being one annoying leaf, because he WON'T STOP BOTHERING ME. WHY IS HE NOT CONCERNED ABOUT THIS?! Hopefully we find shelter. Will write back when we do./p
p style="text-align: left;"Okay, we found shelter. Some guy warned us of a Beast or whatever and he took us to his house. He has a lantern./p
p style="text-align: left;"We are planning an escape./p
p style="text-align: left;"OH MY GOD THERE'S THE BEAST I DON'T HAVE TIME TO WRITE/p
p style="text-align: left;"We took care of the dog. We lured it upstairs with candy and we went up onto the roof, and the dog did too. The dog got crushed by the waterwheel and spat out a black turtle. Now Greg's saying it's his "new best friend"./p
p style="text-align: left;"We're leaving now. Apparently that dog wasn't the Beast. The old guy keeps warning us about him. He says to go north./p
p style="text-align: left;"Bye./p
p style="text-align: center;" /p
p style="text-align: left;"I found this notebook on the ground, and I thought I'd write in it. Just so you know, we are so lost. I have no idea where we are, and all I know is that we need to go home. We are like wayward leaves, scattering through the wind. And Greg is being one annoying leaf, because he WON'T STOP BOTHERING ME. WHY IS HE NOT CONCERNED ABOUT THIS?! Hopefully we find shelter. Will write back when we do./p
p style="text-align: left;"Okay, we found shelter. Some guy warned us of a Beast or whatever and he took us to his house. He has a lantern./p
p style="text-align: left;"We are planning an escape./p
p style="text-align: left;"OH MY GOD THERE'S THE BEAST I DON'T HAVE TIME TO WRITE/p
p style="text-align: left;"We took care of the dog. We lured it upstairs with candy and we went up onto the roof, and the dog did too. The dog got crushed by the waterwheel and spat out a black turtle. Now Greg's saying it's his "new best friend"./p
p style="text-align: left;"We're leaving now. Apparently that dog wasn't the Beast. The old guy keeps warning us about him. He says to go north./p
p style="text-align: left;"Bye./p