Last night I had the strangest dream...wait...where have I heard that before? Anyway, as I slumbered in the subtle light of the many stars able to show face last night, I saw some fairly violent images of my disembowlment by the one I have heard called BearCub. My initial assessment of him upon my arrival in this place saw no real signs of savagery, however my late-night images and his nickname have me questioning otherwise. As he tore my tiny branches off one by one, the sound of a prehistoric beast called, not from his mouth, but deep within his leg coverings.
There's just no explaining the terror I felt.
Carl is not doing too well. More on him later. I have a scheduled meeting with The Care-taker regarding this issue.