VampireBloodline

October the twelth 1894 The noises that come from the soul of this old house have started infecting the staf here, including my self. The new hydrotherapy machines have been such a helping and has proved viable for a group of the paitents. The world has been crule to them, and it is nice to know that we have been able to help them in there times of need. I do not know about the newest patient though. He seemed so nice but within the first week of his stay, we have had to restrain him into our stongest straight-jacket. She is moaning again, this time the sounds of agony are being apparent to hate and regreat. I love her, this house, but I am

The paitents today were not them selves, as if they we being possesed by this house. Everyone was at an unease, normaly they are trying to get attention brought unto them selves. One of the patients died this week, she just jumped out of a fourth story window, trying to escape. I am not understading why they think jumping out the window will free them from the house. I was in the attic today looking for the journal of the first warden of Bangs State. I did find it, however it was stuck in between the rafters of the celling. What an odd place to hide a journal. I have not started to read it, for after I found it a paitent went into hysterical