Emma Ravenhearst's Diary

[Emma Ravenhearst]

Aug. 4th, 1895

I'm not sure what is happening. It takes all of my energy to sit and write here. Rose claims I have been falling in and out of consciousness at the most odd times. I have yet to feel any better and now we know why.
Rose was tidying the house and she saw Charles in the kitchen. He had just finished preparing my dinner (all he does anymore after spending his time affixing random items to doors inside the house). She swears she saw a bottle in his pocket labeled Phosphorous White. At first she thought it part of his unusual contraptions but we have since found it to be a key ingredient in poison!
Is Charles trying to poison me?

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[Emma Ravenhearst]

Aug. 5th, 1895

Is Charles trying to murder me? Am I absurd to ask myself such a question? I have felt incredibly terrible, and I am rarely sure if I am awake or dreaming any longer.
Can I trust myself?
Rose believes she is correct. She says he has been keeping me here by making me sick. Charles has slowly fallen into his own delusional sickness! How could I have trusted him?
We must leave!
It's very clear his madness will take our lives if we stay. Escape from this cursed home where I have known nothing but illness and fear.
Charles will kill us if we do not flee this place at once!
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[Emma Ravenhearst]

Aug. 6th, 1895

Rose is packing my few belongings as I use what little strength I have remaining the record the events transpiring around us. Charles is out of the manor, for how long, we know not, so we must make haste!
We have come to the conclusion that Charles' madness has fully consumed his mind. He moves about in an erratic fashion, speaking almost incomprehensible nonsense.
Rose believes those odd devices he builds on the doors to be locks. He wants to keep me with him forever!
I am so weak, but must break free from this place!
Why would he-



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[Emma Ravenhearst]

June 9th, 2012

I had thought this journal long lost, for I had not seen sight of it in many years. I came across it, however, in the basement of the manor today. It must have been buried in the ruins of the manor.
Strange people have come to the manor, living people. They frighten me so, and I know, though I wish very much not to meet with him, he is the only one who can truly tell me why they are here.

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