OOC: xD Oh Hatman....I guess you are a GM lol
IC: Crash opened up one of the drawers and papers flew everywhere. One landed on her face. "I guess I will read this one then..." She said running her eye back and forth across it.
"Day 1: Everything is fine...we have begun our journey into the forest, nothing is out of the ordinary. I should be back to my wife shortly, I don't know what they are talking about when they say there are horrifying things in this forest. I'm not really even afraid of much...just bugs."
"Wait this is a journal?!" Crash said surprised.
"Day 2: We still have yet to find anything. Us 5 have had no problems so far. We are all scratching our heads to figure out what is so bad about this forest. Our mission is to make it to the ruins since Windstorm believes that is where what ever is causing this is. I really don't see what is so bad about this forest."
"Huh...nothing...why is this in there?" Crash said as she continued reading.
"Day 3: Ew...there have been an increase of bugs as we continue in this forest. Slug stepped in Poison Joke the other day and now he feels weak...well that is what we blame it on. The forest is taking a little of a toll on him. He keeps saying that he is useless and weak. Poison Joke is nothing to mess around with. We are almost to the ruins. AHHH bug on my paper."
"I don't remember many mentioning Poison Joke in the forest..." Crash said puzzled
"Day 4:...the bugs...they keep coming. I am almost out of bug repellent. I send Harald back to grab me more. We reached some kind of bridge and it was out. Titus fell into the pit that the bridge spanned but since he had wings he was able to fly back up...but ever since he has been curled in a ball saying that he is falling. What is going on? He isn't falling...he is right here next to me laying on the ground...I hope we make it back safe."
"No....not them..." Crash said biting her hoof.
"Day 5: Harald never came back. The bugs are becoming unbearable. We heard squawking in a bush and Sturn went to go check. He was attacked by a Cockatrice...turned to stone...I'm alone...they all have succumb to some kind of ailment except me. Cockatrice, weakness, falling, mission failure...I'm alone...with the bugs..."
"No....oh celestia...this is so hard to read." Crash said tearing up
"Day 6: I can't move...they are all around me. I will never see her again...the only comfort that I have is that she might read what has become of me. Writing this is also a comfort...I can hear them...crawling on the trees...crawling..."
Crash fell silent...
"Day 7: The pit is looking more and more friendly...I must....goodbye."
Crash began to cry. She dropped the paper now with tear drops on it and fell over crying.
"This is a document that was found next to a dead pony. It seems that the writer jumped into a pit beside him. There was no evidence of bugs or anything around him."