Alex Rowe

[NiCAD]

Mommy and Daddy said that wed have to leave soon. They said that Freeport seven might become a dangerous place soon, and that it wouldnt be safe to stay, but they also made me promise not to tell any of my friends. Thats okay though, since I dont have any.
Daddy wouldnt say anything else about it, but Mommy told me that we would be going to Freeport nine, where they were used to danger. That didnt make very much sense, but if Mommy says its alright, then it will be fine.

Transcriber's Note: There seem to have been some fifteen paragraphs of writing regarding a new toy of young Mr. Rowe's, but it seems that this invaluable glimpse in to his mind has been robbed of us by a . . . grape juice stain.

Anyway, thats why Ive started writing this diary. Mommy and Daddy told me that it might be dangerous soon, and dangerous means things might get a little hectic. I dont want to forget anything that happens, so Im going to write it all down here. That way I can remember all of the exciting times when I am old and cant remember anything.

Transcriber's Note: Marcus Dominique, eighty-second scribe of the noble Nomad Historians hereby refuses to verify the accuracy of this translation, as this child's handwriting was far too atrocious to give any guarantee of content at all. Frankly, I at first suspected this was a doodle.