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Day 2,260

 Almost all lifeforms erupt into cascading showers of spores when they're within a two mile radius of the wandering scarecrow and only within two miles. Anything slightly closer or further away remains completely unaffected by it and we have no idea how to stop it.

We know where it came from at least - a series of tunnels beneath Skegleen Hall Farm that appear to have been carved by hand. Inhumanly long, nine-fingered hands, but hands nonetheless. The wandering scarecrow does not have these hands and we have yet to find exactly what does but the motion sensors we placed by the entrance were triggered three days aso so I reckon we'll find out soon enough.

Either there's another scarecrow come to rupture the world into spores and carnage or something much, much worse. I'm honestly hoping for a scarecrow at this point, I don't think I have the stomach or the nerves to face anything worse than that.

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