22 August 2024
Thursday. I have obtained, by means I will not set down, a copy of the Count’s latest boast. He believes my notebook is the problem. He is correct, and I am proud.
So, a word to recruits on the proper use of a hunter’s notes. First: read them. All of them. I did not fill the margins for decoration. Second: one reader who is comfortable in English is worth three who skim, and the graveyard speaks aloud too, so keep an ear free. Third: if the Count has you stuck, take the gamesmaster’s hint. Pride is how hunters end up in coffins. I would know.
Not all of you have hunted before. That is no disgrace. Bring one companion who has escaped a room or two, and let them hold the lantern.
He writes that most parties stay for the moon. Most is not all. I count every party that leaves before it as a small victory for my handwriting.
— Prof. Van Helsing
