I won't live to write again. The Dagonites have broken into the inner sanctum. Our escape has been cut off. They willl [sic] [Do not change this to will. This misspelled word is how it appears in-game.] burn the flesh from my bones, but I am at peace. My thoughts go to Hermaeus Mora. They will be recorded in the eternal libraries. I go to join the Golden Eye in Apocrypha.
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