In the brackish, land-locked bit of a dismal sea, unpopulated, naturally,
why I won't be coming back
from this journey alone to the ruined abbey
where the weedy sand dunes of the encircling marsh
are crawling with bristly things awaiting my attempt to get out.
I should have listened to you,
and when I dug up that pyxis, I nearly fainted at its hideous antiquity!
Now I have all that I need to effect transubstantiation.
...what am I gonna DO??Yes it lured me on with promises of stupifying prodigies
So if you find this letter
you must destroy all traces of my work, and I should have listened to you!
Yes...I should have listened to you, walked away from all this.
I've just completed...the FINAL SIGN...I.. feel it coming.....transmigration