A hastily scrawled note on a torn piece of paper. They took the others to their castle. I could hear their horrible screams for hours afterward. I pretended to be dead, so they left me here. Doesn't matter. With nothing to eat, I'll be dead soon anyway. We knew the risk when they made us their offer. I just never thought it'd mean dying out here in a place like this. Always figured I'd be satisfied as long as I knew that Deldrimor had fallen. But now all I want is five more minutes in front of my hearth.