If you are reading this message do yourself a favor and turn and run straight out of this canyon.
For near 11 months my people have been engaged in daily battle with an evil spirit of this place.
Arriving February of last year with a party 118 strong, we were attacked by primitives and forced to defend ourselves. Whereupon something began killing us in wide numbers. We have done our absolute best to find and kill this thing, thinking it was a man because it uses our firearms against us and traps of all kinds. But no man could defy our efforts as this thing has. It is more evil than any man could be.
We have been reduced to just 34 of our number. We have lost six overseers before me. Some have perished from the sickness in their lungs we carried out of the Vault. But that number is small next to the count of friends this thing has murdered.
Now that I am finally made overseer, we are leaving straight away and will not return. If you have come to this seeming paradise seeking the fresh water, abundant game, and shelter you suppose you will find here, do not be deceived. You will find only death here. Leave at once and put miles between you and this place.
May God have mercy on us all,