Willow’s Diary Entry 1: It’s been so long now that I’ve lost track of time. I can’t even remember the last time I had felt something other than Fear. When father moved us to this town he told me I would be the happiest little girl in the world. He promised he would take the entire world and shrink it down, so he could place it into the palm of my hand. Back then it felt so wonderful to walk the streets of the town with father by my side. I honestly felt like the luckiest girl in the world!
Willow’s Diary Entry 2: The Fear is here, the whole town is dead. I haven’t seen father in months, I dread the thought of him being hurt, or even worse. I don’t dare step outside; I hear howls, screams, and sirens throughout the entire night. I heard over the radio the military has stepped in and deployed a special unit specifically designed to handle this type of situation, I believe the unit was called FearCorps. My aunt and uncle will not let me out of their sight, they are acting very strange, almost un-human. I need to go find father so we can leave this town forever.
Willow’s Diary Entry 3: I’ve managed to escape my home as my aunt and uncle are now completely psychotic. The situation is much worse than I could have ever imagined. The town is now a battleground between good and evil. It seems as if this town is now doomed. I’ve made it as far as the town hall where I found a note with my father’s handwriting. The only strange thing is he signed his name as Sledge. No matter, he’s alive and I have to find him, tomorrow I enter the factory.
It was October 31st when he first approached me. He visited me in a dream, and introduced himself as Malum. He told me that if I built a factory here, I would become the wealthiest man in the world. Soon that dream became a reality, I had untold riches as far as the eye could see. Years have gone by, and I now fear that my greed was a mistake. All of my workers have become demented lunatics. They scream at the top of their lungs, hysterically shouting and crying from the fear. I must admit to seeing things, disturbing things that I’ve seen only in my worst nightmares. I now realize that Malum wasn’t just a dream, he is some kind of evil, some sort of Demon that has crawled up from Hell. He’s brought hell with him as there are these “others” that slay my workers at will. Malum is here to take his due, and I dread that there is nothing that can be done to stop him. I write this letter for I know that soon he will come for me. This is a warning! Please if you find this letter stay out of this factory!
I do not want any more blood on my hands! Regretfully, Sledge
We knew that some people would be able to escape from The Factory. Demon or not, Malum isn’t always able to perfectly execute his plans. The stragglers always somehow find their way to us after escaping The Factory of Malum, and we always make sure to execute without error. You may be lucky enough to find your way out of The Factory, but you will be met with boisterous gasoline fumes, a few hillbillies, and a mean vengeance. You’re going to wish you stayed inside The Factory. -The Northern Southerners