*entry from the late 1890's*
Monstropolis was built for normal humans and for monster to live side by side in peace. That's what my father and grandfather always told me. I believe them. The world can be a better place if we put aside our differences. But a recent wereolf attack got me thinking... is there a way to make sure no monster would go crazy?
*another entry, written shortly after the witches attacked*
Our home is destroyed and my wife was killed. Killed by the dragon those witches summoned. I would have nothing to live for if it weren't for my two year old son...
The mayor declared today no monster should ever set foot in this city and he banned everything that has to do with monsters. At this moment, several men are destroying everything reminding us of monsters. Some men, however, are taking those girls who became witches far away from this city. No witch shall ever destroy Monstropolis again. And I will make sure my son will grow up in a more peaceful environment.
*another entry reveals he moved with his son to the countryside, far away from Monstropolis*
*give Larry his book back*