The handwriting in the journal shifts. Some time has passed 
between writings.

	I didn't get to write for a while, and things get kind of 
complicated. That night we split into two groups - the first taking the 
bearded Joe (long story) through the portal, the rest of us waiting to 
see who would interfere. Some guy named Cimon messed up Enedel's spell 
and then went invisible. We're not quite sure what happened.
	After that, we went to see a man who knows everything, but always 
lies. He sold his soul for the knowledge, probably. Lies from a curse. 
There was an imp there guarding him. It saw on my shoulder- I don't know 
how Jon knew it was there. I really should ask him that. They tried to 
bargain with it, but finally gave up, thank goodness. Dealing with demons 
is bad for one's health. I should know. Oh, I forgot to say. I had that 
funny feeling in transit again. I remembered more that time. I was lying 
on the floor of a brightly lit room, with a lot of people standing over 
me. Not aliens - friends. People I knew. But I can't remember why.
	Anyway, we were talking to the backwards man. We learned a lot - 
maybe. He slanted his answers often to make it easy for us to 
"translate", which might mean we weren't learning what we thought we 
were. I think Skaar wrote things down, I hope so. I don't really remember 
the details. He said that the demons would come after me again, and that 
I would go to them - that I was being led to them. I lost it there for 
awhile. Earlier that day I had talked to Enedel about learning to cast 
spells. He said I'd have to sell my soul or kill the others. I thought he 
was crazy, but when the backwards man said I was being -led-, I was sure 
he was trying to set me up. Jay asked about giving me a cross to carry to 
ward off the demons and Enedel said we might not want to keep them away 
from me - Goat to catch the dragon, I was sure of it. If the dark side 
didn't kill me, my own party would. He did say the spear would be used on 
one of us. Damned, or dead, or both. I was sure of it. So I went a little 
crazy. I tried to bargain with the imp - offered to take it along with 
us. He had to stay and guard the old man,  but he gave me a nut thing to 
summon help from the demons. I was willing to sign pacts, serve the 
darkness, 

	Something has been scratched out here.