"October 5, 1523.
"Someone died! Someone actually died in such a gruesome manner! His skin and organs were missing!"
Sure enough. Xie Ai's eyes widened after reading that part. He continued to read the diary, but the further the pages turned, the more the handwriting turned crazy, almost as if the author of this diary was going insane.
After a few more ordinary days later, something finally emerged. The author's handwriting on this page was almost unreadable, but they all took their time as Xie Ai narrowed his eyes and read carefully.
"December 7, 1523.
"Something's happened. The captain, he has turned insane! We have been stuck in this place for a long time, but the food remains intact when I know we only came with one month's worth of food with us! Now… Now we know where the food was coming from!"
