~November 5th~
Two more dead in the last week alone, both relatives of deceased members of the expedition. The limits of Human Reason have begun to grow apparent to my mind, but belief in the supernatural still eludes me, for now. Whatever killed Eric and Jeffres in the main chamber has followed the survivors across the Atlantic, and fear swells within me. Just what is happening? Who or what did we disturb in the ziggarut, and why does it now seek our blood?
Still, for all the unknowns a sole answer has surfaced. The sarcophagus in the main chamber was recovered in southeastern Krasnoyarsk in August of 1908. I must confess that I exclaimed aloud when this news was relayed to me. As a enthusiastic researcher of the extraplanetary sciences, the date and location was already well known to me. The Tunguska Event, believed to have been caused by the mid-air detonation of a large meteorite above Siberia, has baffled experts to this day. If the two are indeed related, we have all but confirmed the cosmic origin of our pursuer.
If true, we must find a way to appease and communicate with the entity. Surely it is only confused, or its own values and standards of morality (if any) are not the same as ours. We can come to an understanding, we must, for the good of both of our species.
Ah, but I get ahead of myself. I must content myself with what is known, not what might be. I don't wish to start emulating my own son after all.
