Bloody Diary

The Bloody Diary is one of the quest items in Vampyr.

• Found on the desk by the bed you will need to sleep with during Prologue.

Description

A diary covered with blood stains found in an sealed off house.

15th October. Bad sleep. Becky coughed all night, and the fever made her delirious, I

heard a loud noise in the morning. It's a big machine some men brought by the banks to

dig a big hole in the ground. It was some sort of mechanical shovel. Maybe I could go

there, and ask for some work? Becky needs medicine.

16th October. I talked to the men with the mechanical shovel. They told me they are

digging mass graves all around London. Safety measures apparently. Is there a new

epidemic? Is the flu coming back? They had no work for me. Becky slept a little last

night. The foundry has been closed, and there are no more jobs nearby.

19th October. I went to London to find some groceries, and drugs. No trains. It took me

the whole day to cross the Thames and come back. Becky seemed better. I made a

soup she ate. I found no drugs, only a few syringes, and some sleeping pills on the black

market. We have no money left. Maybe I could go the Pembroke Hospital tomorrow?

But it's so far, and I fear leaving my wife for so long.

19th October. Becky threw up the meal a few hours after she ate. She is so frail now it

makes me cry. She says she hear voice outside at night. She says she wants to eat

meat. Where would I find meat? Tomorrow, I'll barricade the house to protect us from

looters.

21st October. The men with the mechanical shovel have stopped digging the mass

grave. I heard shouts last night, as if they were attacked. Now there are only a few boats

throwing bodies day and night into the giant hole. The smell is terrible. We should have

left this house a week ago, but Becky... She refuses to leave. She'd rather die, she said

with a nasty smile. Why is she torturing me so?

22nd October. Becky just attacked me! She jumped on me from the stairs, and tried to

bite me. I had to smack her, but she smacked me back. I went upstairs and locked

myself in the bedroom. Now I can hear her crying and mumbling downstairs. I retrieved

the gun I hid in the ceiling since the war to protect the house. Now, I'm ready to use it to

protect myself from my own wife...

23rd October. I could not sleep at all. Becky spent the whole night scratching at the

door, asking for my help, begging me to let her in, but I was too afraid to open it. I'm just

waiting for her to die now. It would not be long. I pray God it will end soon.

24th October. I was so hungry. I tried to go downstairs this morning. Becky was sitting in

the armchair by the chimney. She was panting like a dog, looking at me without moving,

just following me around the room with her eyes. I pointed the gun at her sore face but

she did not react. I could not pull the trigger. I went back to my room.

25th October. The house is silent like a tomb. No more noises. Becky is dead now.

Forgive me, my love, I was unable to save you. I'll be with you soon enough.