Dear Journal,
Well. That island was a bust.
I started exploring it when I came across a broken Touch Stone. I knew right away something bad must be going on here. I repaired it and started wandering once more. With night nearing, I went to set up my camp for the night. Loud howling could be heard in the woods and I suddenly became very uneasy.
The next thing I know, a pack of Hell Hounds is running at me. Quickly, I take off for the shore, trying to find my raft. With them on my heels, I know I can't make it in time. So I instead make for the Touch Stone I repaired earlier.
Near the touch stone, the hounds slaughter me and rip me to pieces. Though thankfully, I am quickly revived.
However, the hounds are still on me. I take off for the shore again, this time making it to my raft. I wish now I'd made my bamboo raft when I had the chance.
I circle the island, making the hounds follow before going far out and going back around.
I'm able to make it to my things but the hounds are quick to return.
I'm able to grab my backpack, some logs and flint before hoping onto my raft again. With night close again, I go to find another island.
Thankfully, there's one not very far and I'm able to set up camp there.
I'm glad I got my backpack because inside is my healing salve and food. I heal my wounds and eat for the night, getting back to normal. I consider going back to the hell hound island to get the last of my things but fear it might be too risky.
When I arrived on this island I found two things: Another message in a bottle that tells me to go very far North. And another pig.
In the morning I'll try to befriend him like I had Julius. I wish there was a way to get him to come with me to the island but unfortunately that's out of the question.
For now, I'll sleep.
- Kori
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