[Aramil Leah]

God this night has been reeking of something... Not sure what it is but it just feels....wrong...

*Other small complaints and notes of reminders, there are a number of blood splatters on the next few pages*

Damn! The Citidel of Correction has been attacked! Parts of the first floor have been severely damage and my sister barely held them off while I had just heard about it! Damn fanatics! Lost a lot of good men tonight, just wish the wounded would shut up.... God the screams wont stop, I think some of the spells some mages cast caught a few slaves or something because those werent just goblin and human screams of pain... God this is bad... I hope I wake up if something else attacks... Im in my armor and my sword is with me and out if I need it... God I hope I dont... I need to remember to get the Sarge to step up secruity in the city so that dosnt happen in the Central Citidel... Didnt the temple of Umberlee get attacked like this a few weeks back? I wonder if its related....

*The rest of this journal entry cannot be read due to large amount of blood but the end can be made out*...od this hurts I *Blood splatter* gets healed up soon, I just wo *Blood splatter* nd the gash in my arm still hasnt stoppe *Blood splatter* I wont hear the end of this the bed is soaked in my own *Blood splatter* hen again I doubt anyone with notice considering the atta... *Blood splatter and no more writing*

[Aramil Leah]

*The blood seems to clear after a few pages and the author decided to not waste time cleaning the blood or ripping out bloodied papers* It's been a few days an rebuilding is slow, some of the guards have been replaced but we are still short on troops. God keeping watch has been a longer time than usual each night. I keep on expecting to be like my friends in the graves. All is well at the moment besides the part we didnt capture a single of those damn fanatics... Revenge is going to be sweet if we find out who sent those cursed raiders to kill my friends... I somehow doubt the Wizards really care, the captains dont much either that much I bet, mabye some of the officers who know the troops well but the hardest blow on morale is those who aren't officers. Everyone wonders if there will be more attacks and if they are going to be next to die in a surprise attack.... God my patrol will never end tonight.... I should write my will just in case...

[Aramil Leah]

Its been getting better.... I guess... I havent heard of any more raids and there have been none while I was on duty but hey, the Captains dont like to tell us 'grunts' everything now do they? Repairs are going a bit quicker due to new slaves coming in but its still slow... Ive heard that some people have been out looking for any of those slaves that escaped cause of the raids but im not sure if its shown any results... The only Escaped Slave camp I know of, and like to raid, has been there for a while now. God I hope everything just goes back to normal, lots of the others have been dour and depressed lately. The stress and such of wondering if they'll be next is getting to everyone... Ah well, everything ends sometime so they'll cheer up sooner or later... I wonder if I can get the officers to throw a feast or something to help morale... No I doubt that, their too busy looking for another promotion or some fat paycheck... Ive acually found a large group of Lycans down in the sewers lately, didnt get far... I need to remember to find a cleric when the full moons up, I dont want to know if I got bit or not but precautions are always nice. Doubt the Legion would take good to having a Lycan in their ranks anyways so i'd better be sure...

[Aramil Leah]

God... All the blood... It was everywhere...

I gave a report to the Master Sergent... I lost control though and couldnt control my arm... A citizen lays dead at the door... More blood.... The ghosts.... They are coming, they are going to find us.... They will find us all I just know it...

In the sewers, I passed what looked to be a summoning circle... When I passed it again there was a body on a spear... And then the voices came... They still echo in my head... Blaming me, waiting for me... They say I didnt protect them, they say I killed them.... The ghosts... They were taken! And the blood.... It jsut appeared! Appeared as bodies started to liter the floor from out of the air! The ghosts screamed in my head... They wait for me... They wait for when its my time....

I am loosing my mind! The dead do not speak to the living!... Tempus help me... Im scared.... I havent been scared since my father died.... What is happening to me! *The next few lines seem to be scribbled out*

No... I dont want anyone finding this.... Finding out what I am... Heh... Im becoming paranoid! Then again... It isnt paranoia when something is watching you.... The blood.... The cold air and the fresh, warm... Blood... The bodies... The dead claimed I killed them! They condemmed me and then they attacked me! THe bodies.... They just... Rose up! Zombies, atleast 20.... And the blood....

Something is happening to my beloved Thay... Something is hunting us... Hunting me... Those ive told dont belive me.... Only those who were there.... The Lieutenant blew it off, Stephen wont tell me anything... The Master Sergent... Obviously didnt belive a word I said... None of them will do anything!

I am loosing my mind.... The darkness closes in... Its going to take me soon.... Tempus help me..... Why wont the voices go away! *The bottom of the paper is slashed to bits but there dosnt seem to be any ink*