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It’s me again. Damien, I mean. Of course. Who else would it be? I don’t really know why I’m even writing in this stupid thing anymore. It’s not like anyone is ever going to see this. Not anymore, at least. Astralik has gained control. I can’t really fight him anymore. I’m trapped inside his mind and all I can do is just sit here and watch as he commits horrific acts while wearing my face.

Everything had been going so smooth. I was on my way to Malfuin. Then, out of nowhere, my body stopped and everything went dark. When I came to, I was in a room full of nothing. Well, except for one peculiar thing. Floating in the air, wherever I was, was a strange floating circle. It was cracked, but I could still see perfectly through it. The circle seems to be like a window in to my vision which leads me to believe that Astralik and I have traded places.

I’m going insane and the only thing that seems to help is writing and drawing in this damned journal, trying to think of some way that I may be able to get out of here. I have no idea what I’m going to do...