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First Mate Diary:



Day 446: The crew is getting weary. The Captain has locked himself up inside his quarters only to visit us for brief moments to mumble about treasure previously unbenownst to us. I'm fearing for his health.



Day 447: Out of nowhere a silver-shining mountain rose up, as out of this thin air. I cannot explain it. The Captain has become quite lively since our discovery and won't heed our warnings. We searched the map, no islands should be out here.



Day 448: We have set foot on the island. Instilled with new found vigor, the Captain takes the lead up the steep slopes of the island. He takes his steps as if he knew where he was going. I cannot help but feel curious but deep down I'm filled with a far worse anxiety of what we might encounter.



Day 449: The Captain does not sleep. It worries me. His new found vigor is as if it does not truly belong to him. As he is a puppet only held up by strings. He stands in night only to gaze up towards the mountain top. He does not flinch, barely blink. His eyes do not wander, they're fixed. As a predetor which has layed eyes on its prey.



Day 450: It's a disaster! The Captain is gone! There is no sight of him. We found his footsteps leading up the mountain. We do not know what to do. But I believe, we have to follow.



Day 451: I cannot put it in words. A machine. No, something else. At the peak we found something. Something large. The Captains footprints lead towards it. Half of our crew has fled back to the boats. Where is our captain? What must I do?

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