I have managed to transcribe one of the stories from the journal, "From Whence We Came". It seems to be the origin story of the person known as "Neptune," I assume this because scrawled underneath the title it has his name scrawled. I will write down the story in its entirety, and then add my own thoughts afterwards. Here it is, verbatim: "Hello (Neptune)," it said. It knew my name, it knew my fucking name. "I've been waiting." I said nothing back of course, too choked up to speak. I was frozen in place, not even flinching when the creature wrapped its arms around my waist.