Expedition Journal - Night 6 Entry
It was after the death of our pilot when we turned with a new resolve towards the trouble that seemed to pursue us. It was inevitable to conclude that there must be another among us who is - however crude and unprofessional the term might sound - a Werewolf. But who was it? Much of the earlier evidence has been brought forward once again and in the end it was our senior crewmember who had been labeled as guilty of the murder of our pilot. She accepted her fate almost peacefully, and as we turned the guns against her, she merely closed her eyes and bowed her head in expectation. It was at that moment when it again crossed my mind, what have we become? The will for survival seemed stronger in us than anything else, and we felt no remorse for killing those whom we have found guilty. I guess it must seem terrible for the reader to hear that kind of confession, but one can hardly imagine the strain and the effort we made to remain mentally sane and not to just turn on one another in a second in that terrible prison of ice. Despite all we have gone through, we have remained the men and women of reason, and we were determined to end this horror in our midst.
In writing about this I have nothing to lose: it is indeed far more important to me than anything that the full and true account of what we have encountered in that remote and dreadful place reaches the public. I know that I may be awaiting a lifetime sentence, if not worse, but nothing of that stops me from reporting what had happened after we have mercilessly executed another of our team and we have descended further into that nightmarish cavern.
As indeed in a no short time we have decided that we must go on and uncover the mystery of this place, as we have been increasingly convinced that the ominous events among our crew and the retreat of the dying beast who has once been our chief marine biologist into this cavernous complex must be related. And so we picked one of the corridors, having no better lead, and marched on in a straight line, lighting our path with electric torches.
And it was indeed not very long - a few minutes at most - when we have entered a large space, and the flashlights illuminated something that filled us with awe and wonder.
LIVING MEMBERS OF THE EXPEDITION:
Boromir88 - senior assistant to a professor of glaciology
Loslote - rich funder's spoiled daughter
Morsul - federal grants lawyer
Brinn - polar bear biologist
Nogrod - old palaeoecologist with is own theory of climate change
Macalaure - palaeomathematician
sally - the original initiator of the expedition
Thinlómien - whale expert
Nerwen - mechanic
Bes - room/store manager
Shasta - sled-dog handler
GONE:
Roa - survival guide - died on blood loss from Werewolf attack on Day 2 (left game, innocent)
Mnemosyne - field medic - shot by the survival guide on Day 2 (Werewolf)
Inziladun - meteorologist - killed by Werewolves on Night 3 (innocent)
tromkehra - cook/bartender - left aboard the ship on Day 3 (left game, innocent)
Nienna - navigator - shot on her way back to the ship on Day 3 (innocent)
Greenie - senior assitant to important scientists in the company, killed by Werewolf on Night 4 (innocent)
Pitchwife - marine biologist - unambiguously executed by the expedition on Day 4 (Werewolf)
Eomer of the Rohirrim - sea pilot - murdered in the icy darkness on Night 5 (innocent)
wilwa - crewmember - executed in the underground cavern on Day 5 (innocent)
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"Should the story say 'he ate bread,' the dramatic producer can only show 'a piece of bread' according to his taste or fancy, but the hearer of the story will think of bread in general and picture it in some form of his own." -On Fairy-Stories
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