Dear diary,

I woke up on the ground today. I must have fallen asleep but I don't remember. Also my nose is bleeding. I stuffed some tissue in it but it's still dripping. Can you die from a nosebleed? I hope I don't.

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Gina and Bitsy are still by the cocoon. They make faces at the baby and laugh. That thing looks like a toddler already. I need to get out of here, but I can't. The space mages must have done their thing. But why were we left inside?

The soft moss that I really liked has turned into a dark black goop that occasionally twitches. It's like those mimic slimes...

My head hurts.

Love,

Tina