"the deeper i go, the more voices i hear. whispers from a long ago era that i do not understand.
as we descend the thunder gets louder. i see shadows, memories from my past. my brain reforming these memories, i feel the pain from my past and i feel the nostalgia also, the good times and the bad times. i take more notes before continuing on. the storm gets wilder, i must rest. the answers will have to wait." *end of journal entry* (i dunno why i type random lore about my ravenfeild screenshots)