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The Fall Of Fomsil

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*You read an parchment nailed to an post

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What am I doing! Writing this nonsense I need to spend less time writing and more time yelling. I knew I was digging to close to the river I just kept telling myself one more step at a time and now look. Trapped in a bloody wet mud hole! I believe this is the 4th night now, the only way I can tell is by when the water gets extremely cold and my feet numb beyond belief. That pesky pig that keeps trampling over the mud above me is lowering it even more the pork chops I would get out that thing *licks lips*. Well I'm going to have to stop writing now as I need to preserve the ink.

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The mud is now touching my head with my yells still going unheard. With no food I am really considering the chances of my escape. Last night I actually managed to get a wink sleep but was awoke by sounds of "oinks" which I instantly screamed for help thinking it was somebody there but I was just wasting the little energy I have left. Time is surely running out but I just hope somebody comes soon!

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Things took a turn for the worst. The mud around me began to collapse on me putting huge pressure on my neck which is causing horrific pain. Breathing has now become an struggle the mud has left no room for my ribs to move. There is an small opening which I can see the sky. I have tried to scrape my way through but the mud above collapsed breaking my left hand. Good job I can still write. I actually managed to see my mystery Mr pork chop and had an lengthy conversation. He even offered to go find help but I knew it was too late.

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Its a full moon, what a beautiful night. The water is up to my chin so I know I have no hope left. I'm going to scrunch these papers up and push them through the hole to explain my event. Lets hope the wind doesn't blow them to far. Mr Pork chop is still here with me, he's quite a funny person actually always cracking jokes. I think I would have gone mad If he wasn't here. There's not much left to say really other than goodbye. All the things I have done and this is how my time ends? Just my look. Well time to say goodbye. I hope this gets out.

*Various squiggles follow which seems to be an picture off an brand mark? Could it be for an pig?

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