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15th of November, anno Domini 1866
Sheriff Boone and still I can't make sense of what happened.
Everyone remembers a white light and then nothin', me and the Sheriff too. We all got up with our heads poundin' and feelin' like we drank the town dry. Old Pete and all the kids was dead, s'well as most o' the chickens and one o' the horses. The out of towners were alright, said they saw the same thing too.
But what's strangest is the boonies. It ain't how it used to be, it's all green now and with trees too. I ain't never seen nothin' like it before. It's like I was in paradise when I see it. Sheriff Boone says it ain't right though, says something's very wrong.
Sheriff Boone's fixing to hold a town meeting with the outsiders and all the folks at first hour tomorrow. We's buryin' the dead tonight.
16th of November, anno Domini 1866
Everyone's real uneasy 'bout the situation. Folks are grievin' and the out of towners are itchin' to take off. Sheriff Boone says no one can leave 'less they's part of the scouting posse he's gettin' together, says we need to know what's around us.
Somethin' took the chickens too, left some strange tracks. . Damn thing left tracks lookin' like real big chicken tracks. Must'a come at night cause ain't no one seen it. Sure as hell ain't no coyote. One o' the dogs brought in a varmint too big to be a rat, it looked ugly and had a long face. Ain't ever seen nothin' like it, but he ain't seem to mind. That old boy ate it anyway.
Father Jacob says we's needing to be strong and God will guide us. I pray we figure out what's happenin' soon, and for the posse's safe return.
19th of November, anno domini 1866
A bunch of the out of towners stabbed up Merle in the middle of the night and stole everything they could from his shop before taking off with some horses. They were in a real damn hurry, I reckon, cause left behind their caravan. From the looks of things they was prospectors heading to California. A lot of diggin tools and some dynamite.
We's burying Merle later, but we is low on supplies now. Father Jacob and I are workin on rationing what we got, but it won't last too long. Father Jacob keeps sayin he's hearing things at night, but he don't know what. He's asked for me to stay out by the church and keep an eye out tonight.
I pray Merle goes to heaven, he ain't deserve what to come to him. S'all my fault for not bein able to protect him.
20th of November, anno domini 1866
I swear on God, Father Jacob and I saw a demon last night.
It was big, like a person, and it walked on two feet but it had a neck like a snake and eyes like one too. I swear I saw feathers on that devil. It was making these sounds from hell and it was digging at Merle's grave. We wasn't able to bury him too deep cause of the mud, and I saw that monster eating at old Merle's body. I fired at it, but I missed.
He says we's in hell, being punished by God for not believing.
Father Jacob told everyone and now they's in a panic, but he says so long as we keep prayin God will spare us from his wrath. I ain't thunk I was a sinner. No man's perfect, but I reckon I try being as close to God as one can. I reckon I got a lot to think 'bout.
Tonight I will pray for forgiveness.
21st of November, anno domini 1866
Sheriff Boone, Red, and Jeremiah came back, but they was missing a horse. Sheriff Boone says a giant devil with a head as big as a man snuck up on them when they was sleeping and picked up a horse in its mouth, then tossed it like it was a toy. They hid and watched it eat up until the devil went away. 'Twas big as a building and longer than two, they says. The others said they seen more, smaller, bigger, and of all colors. Some with feathers like the one Father Jacob and I seen.
Food is scarce and these rat varmints ain't big enough to feed one person, let alone 30.
Safety and food will be in my prayers tonight.
23rd of November, anno domini 1866
I reckon Father Jacob was right sayin we's in hell after seein' what happened yesterday.
We was attacked by dozens of little demons, all of them with long necks, teeth like knives, and claws like vultures. They came from nowhere and killed a bunch of folk before we was able to drive them off.
Sheriff Boone and Father Jacob got into it real nasty after. Sheriff Boone wanted to try and eat from the remains of these things. Father Jacob accused him of being a blasphemer, tryin to tempt us to sin by eating the flesh of a demon. Says God is watching us, he sees Him at night; but that ain't stop Sheriff Boone.
I reckon I am a sinner after all.
I will pray to God for forgiveness tonight; I know not what I done, but I beg you, my Lord, to wash away my sin.
25th of November, anno domini 1866
The night those demons attacked us, Father Jacob lead the townsfolk to destroy all the alcohol in the town. They smashed it all up in the church, then locked themselves in there till just today. They says they was prayin for our town, says me and Sheriff Boone is sinners and the reason we's been cursed to be in hell.
I still dunno what I done to make everyone deserve this.
Tonight I will pray for forgiveness again, as well as for this rain to stop. The damn frogs won't let me sleep.
28th of November 1st of December anno domini 1866
Lots of folks are dead. Sheriff Boone is dead. The rain won't stop. I ain't sleep in what feels like forever.
A giant monster like I never seen before came in, makin' the whole town shake with its footsteps. It was bigger than any building I seen before, and it walked right up to the pile of demons and started eatin' 'em Father Jacob and a few others came scramblin' out of the church tryin' to excorcise it, but it ate him. Was the scariest thing; one second he was there shoutin' 'bout Christ and then all we was hearin' was the rain.
Then it roared the worst sound I ever heard before; somethin' fittin the demon it was. The townsfolk tried shootin' at it but the damn thing didn't even notice. Just made it angrier. All I could do was sit there an watch while Sheriff Boone ran out and grab some dynamite. The monster was fixin' to kill the townsfolk but Sheriff Boone caught its attention. Blew the damn thing's head clean off, and himself too. The rain got worse before we could even try and move the demon.
I don't reckon I know what to pray for at this point.
I saw God last night.
I saw His light in the sky, shinin' so bright next to the moon. It was beautiful. I begged Him for forgiveness, I begged Him to learn what I did wrong. But God ain't answer me.
I been prayin' for days for the rain to stop, but God won't answer. I know he's hearin' me 'cause I see Him in the sky in the day now too. He's so bright behind these clouds I can feel His touch.
But God ain't happy with me. I know my punishment is comin', but I still don't know what I done.
One last time I will pray for forgiveness.
