I don't recall any nightmares, but it's apparently annoying enough to them that they actually pooled their Septims and bought me a house on the waterfront so they wouldn't have to deal with me anymore. They've been waking me up every night, claiming that I've been either laughing, screaming, or crying. The only thing that seems out of place are my classmates. I haven't been imagining anyone following me, and I haven't started babbling like a fool. I've been back at the University for a while now, and everything seems normal. I'm going to leave this place and never return. I can do this! I can! Thanks to this crippling madness.īy the Nine, what have I done? The notes are stained with blood! Did I actually kill those men? I thought it was just a nightmare, but now.None of it makes sense. I think normally, I'd be too afraid to do anything, but I'm not afraid. Well, they won't have to look at me much longer. But from my notes, I think the atmosphere of the place has started getting to me. I immediately set to work gathering ingredients to use in making new potions.Īfter that.I don't remember much. Upon entering, I discovered a world where not only could I study the behaviors of people, but also where entirely new flora grew everywhere. When I heard about a strange door opening just outside Bravil that seemed to drive people mad after they went inside, I jumped at the chance to explore it. As a side project, I tend to study psychology. My name is Thenin, and I am a Bosmer primarily studying alchemy at the Arcane University in Cyrodiil. I must be careful to stay away from my notes when I am not lucid. Is that really the first thing I wrote as a field observation of this world? I can hardly remember anything that occurred after I stepped through that door. The free, unrestricted laughter brought about by the maniac joy I feel.
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