So there I was, just walking through the woods on my way back to my campsite. When all of a sudden, the ground started to shake. I thought it was a normal earthquake, boy was I wrong. To be honest, the freakiest part wasn't when the ground started to rise beneath me. No, the the strangest part was when it didn't go back down.

Whelp, I guess I should go and try to find my campsite.

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I could have sworn I was camped out next to a lake. I see my tent, my campfire, and the small shoreline. But, where's the water? And why does the ground just sort of end? And why are there clouds down below when I look out!? I probably shouldn't get too close or I might fall. Ugh, hopefully that spring nearby still has water flowing. If it is, I'll move my campsite closer to it.

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Good news, Journal, there is still fresh water coming from the nearby stream. Whelp I better get to work quickly, it's getting dark.