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Day 1,962

The river was gone when we woke up. A few miles upstream we found that something had dug up from deep below and now all the water drains into the chasm it left behind. All our wells are empty because of it and we have to trek all the way out to the hole whenever we need water.

To make matters worse, not everyone comes back alive or even as they left. We've got a fair few amputees now and they all say the same thing - a voice came out of the pit and said they could have al the water the needed in exchange for a small sacrifice. For those who said no a mouth leapt out and took their limb back down. We assume that the ones who don't return are the ones who said yes.

A couple of days ago we noticed how the the town centre seemed to rise and fall like it was breathing.

Yesterday another pit appeared there - freshly dug and surrounded by earth.

Today we expect it to ask us for small sacrifices and we've already drawn straws to pick an unlucky few.

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