We've been looking for Ben and Eight for a while now. I heard from Isaac that he had seen Eight earlier, but he had vanished before they could approach him.
We're hiding out in a giant knight piece right now. Crow released a few of his birds- sorry, Convocation- and sent them to circle the sky. Apparently there's an open gash on his left palm, which he covers up with a glove soaked in rubbing alcohol. Gross.
I'm getting really stressed out. Hey, I didn't know Alexander to do that. I thought crows were supposed to be annoying and loud, but Alexander is chirping quite beautifully.
It's peaceful. Soothing. Man, I'm drowsy. When was the last time I slept? It can;t have been that long ago. So why am I so tir
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