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So some demon kidnapped me, and I recall being chained by the ankle to some rocky outcropping. The bastard, though a handsome fellow, was a complete cad. He was attempting to get my diary so he could gain control of me, but of course I had no intentions of telling him. So he left me of those rocks to look for it, I was inside some cave, and there were poppies. So I crushed the bastards poppies just to piss him off, then I woke up. Teach you to steal my diary, sir.