The eighth day after the shipwreck

I warned them this place was cursed. Once I had settled in a bit, I started having nightmares. I am seeing my friends dying in a dream, their bodies covered in tree bark and branches sprouting from their flesh. I wake up to my own screams. I am scared. I do not want to go back to sleep.

I carved amulets for Bram and Mitchell, but they laughed and tossed them in the dirt.

I heard those two whispering about the boat last night. They want to abandon me.

Eighth day after the shipwreck

I warned them the ruins are cursed. No sooner did we settle in than the nightmares began.

I dream my friends are dying. Their skin hardens into bark. Branches push out through their flesh. I wake up screaming. I’m afraid. I don’t want to sleep anymore.

I carved protective charms for Bram and Mitchell. They laughed. Threw them into the mud.

Last night I heard them whispering about the boat. They’re thinking of leaving me behind.