I was named after a woman in my family who lived around three centuries ago. She was a part of this family, although it is unclear who she was. She might have been a young bride, or an adopted child. One thing is clear from the book, she did not carry the same bloodline.
After looking into three books on psychology and around five manuscripts stolen from F3, I have finally found a journal. A certain Fredrick Almer penned this journal in 1894, when he was a house guest in my family home. It is based on his perspective, so I cannot depend on how he painted the picture. In some places, he makes my ancestors look like Victorian villains from Sherlock Holmes. I wonder what made him stay with these people when he disliked, even feared them.
That doesn't stop me from getting some good information. I note them in my diary in short phrases, along with my notes on lucid dreams and repressed memories.
