December 5th, 1491

As it gets colder, rumors of werewolves and yetis become more and more… Phillip says we should move north, it would be more active. I agreed. Mary didn’t like the idea, but she agreed that we needed to make some more money and there were posting for Hunters up north. So we set off. I should note I keep seeing yellow eyes everywhere… and the other day Mary was pressuring me and I snapped at her, she swears my eyes turned black… I wonder what is happening…