Journal Entry - Harton 20th
The bitch attacked me! There was no fear in her. She does not know who, or what, she is dealing with. I will enjoy eating her, bit by bit. I will take her apart, and devour her fingers while she watches, then her feet, hands, and choice slivers of her body, all while she sits helpless and screams!
I don’t think she knows of the manor house I use. I will show her how to find it, bring her here, and toy with her. She shall be the mouse to my cat, and I will delight in breaking her spirit, as I break her mind and body. She will be looking for me now, and it should be easy to lead her here. Tonight, I will kill every woodcutter left in the forest after sundown, leave a trail, and she will know where to go. Or I think I shall make her a map, of their entrails. She can’t ignore that!