[reading out journal entries]
October, 1983. That cursed Book of the Dead. I warned them against reading from it. The forbidden incantation. Four words that can unleash evil. But they didn't listen. December, 1983. At last, I have found it. A weapong thast can stop them all. A dagger created by the Circle of the Wise Men. The tiniest cut from this ancient blade rips their demonic souls from their bodies. I've hidden it, but now must leave again. These creatures are hunting me and I must protect my wife and daughters. [reading out titles of paper sheets] Kunda... Astratta... Montosse... oh, **** this. [resurrected family dog Max bursts through garden shed window]
