Dear diary,

  Everyone's on edge. Bitsy's closed the hot springs and sent all the guests home, she claimed that the volcano was showing signs of activity again. Everyone packed up and left already. It's just us here, Bitsy, Me, Goodman, Gina, Theodore, and Doty.

  Bitsy's planning on isolating the volcano from the rest of the world. The space mages are busy gathering all the ritual materials they need to cut us off so they're not even here. The cocoon is still growing, yesterday I fell asleep to the rumblings of its beating heart. It's so loud. The vibrations it produces travels through the ground and up my whole body. It's like an earthquake that only I can feel.

  The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement.

  I asked everyone if they could feel it, the thumping, the calling, the whispers, they said they don't.

  I'm scared diary. Why do I always mess up?

  Love,

  Tina