Captain's Journal

A black wind howls. Screams echo against the rocks. For all I know, I'm the last left alive. This is my punishment for trifling with forces beyond my ken. I turned us into the storm. I lashed Klaus to the mast and performed that blasted ritual. There was naught else to try. I vowed that we would escape this godforsaken place. I believed any sacrifice was worth our freedom. This blasphemous ritual should’ve appeased a monster. Instead, it created another. If I still had the book, perhaps I could find a way to undo this. Or some way to control whatever poor Klaus has become. But the sea claimed the book, washed it overboard during my failed attempt. The screams have stopped. But now something pounds at my door. I shall let it enter and end this terrible nightmare…