I made the mistake of sleeping again last night, the dreams were much more vivid, of Kadath and rotting things. I awoke with a start to see one of them staring at me… bulging eyes. and slimy frog belly, in my own factory! somehow it had gotten past the signs, possibly through my nightmare. I reacted as you’d expect, drawing my pistol and firing. the shot hit #11 and ricoched into one of the eel vats, spilling flopping, sparking eels all over. The thing was gone. I got up and took more of the pills I picked up in Steelhead, a combination of stimulants to war off sleep. and ordered the pengi to clean up the mess (they tend to enjoy the electric shocks of the eels anyway). as I went out to the cemetary to collect myself. eyeing the new graves before making my way to the Gangplank for some rum and possibly pie from the bakery.
Footman’s logg. Sept 2. 18XX
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