File 39: Foreman's Log

Date: October 11
Today was the worst day of my life. It's my daughter's 5th birthday, but here I am stuck on a mangey boat heading out to some backcountry dump.

If it weren't for the pay, no one would be willing to work out in the middle of nowhere.

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Today: October 19
Those in the castle are always reminding us to take care during the excavation, but a few workers collapsed after inhaling some dust. There's  something going on here that they're not telling us. There are too many secrets.

I've started coughing too. I should sleep.

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Date: October 26
Something's really wrong with me. I threw up blood three more times today, and I'm so weak I can barely move.

Shit, I never should have come here. I came for the money, but instead I am the one paying the price. I'm a terrible father. 

I'm so sorry, sweetheart. You deserve better.

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Date: October
Since morning, head don't work. Why? More blood threw up. Many insects crawling.

I HEAR A VOICE.

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Date:
A fine day to work. Digging brings me so much joy. I am full of happiness. I offer it all to you.

Everything for you, Lord Saddler.