Memories of Horror and Nightmares

Me, Tara, Genevieve, and my little buddy Tigger are getting closer to the northern shore that will take us to the other side of British Columbia. We're just standing at the edge of a cliff looking into the center of British Columbia, the land of horror and nightmares. The memories of the horror and nightmares that me and Tara faced while we were there are haunting my mind right now.

"Just looking over there brings such tormenting pain to my mind," I said to Tara. "Everything we've experienced while we were there and watching that dimensional abomination of horror take my father, those are horror and nightmares that will never go away."

"It was horrible, Ricky." Tara hugged me. "In the end, we made it out of there though."

"Barely," I responded.

Genevieve remained silent.

Well, it's been a long day of traveling, so we're gonna call it a day and set up a camp soon. We'll continue our travels to the other side of British Columbia tomorrow.

Logbook Entry:

I can't help but think about that dimensional abomination of horror that took my father and that wants to make me its next victim, a creation of that god who sits on the throne in the cosmos. I call it the Endbringer because that's what it is. It will put an end to your existence just like it did to my father. There is no worse horror or nightmare than the Endbringer...

Conversation:

Richard: How much closer are we to the final days...

Tara: Don't talk like that, Ricky. Although things are as grave as they are right now, we can still reverse all of this.

Genevieve: Tara's right, Richard. You cannot give in to the adversity. That's what The Keeper of Time wants.