"CAPTAIN! IF WE'RE ALL GOING TO GET OFF THIS SHIP ALIVE, YOU BETTER HURRY THE FUCK UP!"
September 16th, 1939
The captain is a curious man, he also never has any sense of urgency or time. In other words, he is a fucking twat. Captain Jones constantly putd his crew in danger, never thinking about them. Just him.
September 22nd 1939
Room 306. That's where they died. 3 suicides, 2 days. We can't stay in this damned ship I tell you, DAMNED!! No, no, I have to stay optimistic, its the only way to survive this hell.
September 27th 1939
To anyone who may be reading this note, this is where I shall or have taken my life. The spirits of my deceased comrades, they... They beckon to me, to come with them, towards the light. And now I shall walk along the dark cobble path, to a better place. Free. From. Hell.
