What a relief to be out of the forest! The wild spinning of my compass told me we had nearly reached our destination, but I saw something very strange when we got there. Sleepily munching on the grass was a herd of cattle with the strangest spot patterns I'd ever seen.
Cow Circles
Is this a code? A language? Or some intergalactic teenager's idea of a prank?
Circles, spirals, & designs of otherworldly mathematical precision coat them from horns to hooves!
Eyes unusually dilated, as if from staring at an intensely bright light. Does this mean what I think it means?
The bucket of milk nearby seemed to emit a low hum. I would NOT drink that...
Staring directly at them makes me oddly dizzy.
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One chewed on my book!
SPIT!
From a distance, it appeared that the patterns on these beasts were in some way linked. Could arranging the cows together reveal a giant message?
Unfortunately, such investigations would have to wait, as we had arrived at last at our destination.
Crash Site Omega
The site looked exactly the same as I had left it two years ago (referenced in Journal 2), with the ladder I had constructed leading down through the indefinite exhaust port. C was so excited when she saw it that she spit out her gum. We descended into the abyss together.
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The Third Journal
FanfictionDespite the cover, this is a Relativity Falls copy of the THIRD journal. Notes: Any words in the journal that are crossed out that aren't legible will be replaced with ##### Sometimes I'll have to use the same text style for multiple characte...
