Owen and I decided to split up and search the area near us first before going into the farthest reaches of the lake. This place is massive and I want to help him look for the page but that was just an excuse. An excuse for me because I'm going to hunt for the b***h that is responsible for ruining my life ever since I was a kid.
At first, I was genuinely looking for the chest that holds the bottle and the page to Annabelle's diary. But as I was slowly getting farther and farther from Owen's line of sight, I put my plan into action and started to veer off the lake and went deeper into the woods.
I barely remember the layout of the woods that I took stock of my surroundings before proceeding with full caution. These are not the woods that I am accustomed to. I do not know what lies in thes
