Transcript of Festering journal
(Four claw marks horizontal to the slate surface.)
This is the sixth of the Bloodfeasters that has fallen to this sickness. I confess that I am at a loss to find the cause. They each presented the same symptoms: a fever, followed by a shortness of breath. Finally, they became still, like statues with fear in their eyes - can weakness be a symptom of sickness? - and then they would fall dead.
The process is quick, mere hours since the first symptoms present themselves and none have lived past sunrise.
The timelines suggest a shared cause. Perhaps the spirits were restless on the way to the Corpsegames this evening?
(Four horizontal claw marks and a fifth claw mark crossed over the left side of the previous claw marks.)
This is impossible. There is only one thing that links all the, now deceased, Bloodfeasters together. Each of them were the victors in the same Corpsegame. Each of them victoriously feasted on the same pitiful, screaming monkey. Has the weakness of the monkeys become contagious?
Or is something else at work here? If I could only have the remains of that monkey I could investigate further, but how can I pick the right bones out of a mountain of them?
(Four horizontal claw marks and two vertical claw marks crossing over them on the left side.)
More and more Bloodfeasters have fallen to the sickness, beyond the Corpsegames here, it's a global epidemic.
It's the sacrifices. They are the source.
The foul monkeys have deliberately poisoned themselves, consumed a toxin deadly to both they and us, and then they allow themselves to be captured for the games. They willingly let themselves be slaughtered and consumed by the Bloodfeasters, so that their poisoned flesh will take the mwanu with them.
A weak and cowardly act.
But an effective one.