I have spent two days in this derelict library. The archives are somewhat unorganised, but I have managed to learn more about the town. Of Weeks. I get this eerie feel as I sit in that basement, but I feel a need to learn more, I have come too far now. I have managed to peice some parts together and it seems that everything leads back to the Macmillan Estate. A huge Industry with a mine and foundry and the former heart of weeks. I found some police reports and complaints, but no sign of legal action. The archive here does not tell the whole story, but my mind tells me I need to find this place. As the Macmillan Estate might sit upon some answers about these unexplainable disappearances, I must investigate further. I feel somewhat uneasy as my comfort zone is most often behind a desk. But I can not be shackled to words and must make use of action. All I have managed to find out is that some deaths have occurred and it was just shortly after that, that this... rot took hold of Weeks. I have tried to find my way and I have asked the librarian, but she has refused to even talk about it. Old maps in the archive show the way. But no one is willing to take me. I will set forth tomorrow on my own.
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Benedict Baker's Journal (and Other Mysterious Notes)
Fiksi PenggemarJust a little lore for dead by daylight. Keep in mind that I will try to put them in chronological order, so I might have to rearange things.
