Fractured Voyage RPG

There is a new door near the ship's cabins. I do not know how it got there, only that there it is. That door leads to an apartment I let in Venice. I know this is no replica, that this is no dream, because of the darkness around the apartment. That darkness is a fairy's curse—one that should have arrived when I did and prevents me from returning home to England. Why would I dream up my own curse?

As none of you are magicians, the darkness should not harm you. If any of you are magicians, that is a fact you should have told me earlier and you should keep away from it.

Do not eat or drink anything you may find in the apartment as any food or drink that remains is most likely poisonous. They are herbal poisons, nothing magical, but please do not give Mister Goodsir work that can be avoided.

As the tuunbaq has not let up in it's kidnapping of new arrivals, I shall be leaving the ship to challenge the fiend within the hour. Likewise, on a personal note, I wish to stop it before it finds a way to torment me further.

[ There's a series of scribbled out words, like Strange was attempting to start a paragraph before giving up on showing some feelings entirely. ]

It cannot

I refuse to let it

If I lose

I will communicate with you as long as possible, though I suspect the chill will soon prevent that from happening. Please do not follow me. I wish to see no one on this ship be hurt.

Jonathan Strange