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I realize this is the first update in weeks. This journal has fallen to the way side as other things have been happening. If there was doubt of an undead invasion [and there was] it is no longer the case. Too many individuals have died, too many individuals have fallen. The clinic is all but a waste now. We keep a chunk of our people working in the clinic but it has been fruitless. With the sudden attacks in the area...and the poison seemingly a past threat-there's no point.

We are still under watch, however.

I find my enthusiasm waxing and waning. At night, when no one but the watch is moving I hear nothing out in the woods. Nothing but the movement of my own men, and even they are unnoticeable once they leave the cave.

But still-we march forward-always, always observing if nothing else.

After months of not hearing from our six missing individuals we count them as lost. If they rest, may they rest in peace.

-Renford