Blood-smeared diary

... Holy Lebioda must have given me a kindly wink today, or perhaps it was mere chance and circumstance – the important thing is, I’ve found a cave that will make a perfect wine cellar! Production’s been going wonderfully the last few seasons and lack of storage space has become a pressing issue. I could have hired men to dig a cellar, but I’d hate to slow work on barreling the grapes, and at any rate, no dug out cellar can match a limestone cavern.

The one I found is perfect – spacious and not at all overly damp. And I came across it thoroughly by accident, while strolling among the rocks. My foot slipped into a crevasse, and when I tugged it free a few stones fell down into it. I listened for a long while before I heard them hit the bottom. I then walked around the entire slope until I finally found an entrance!

Tomorrow we will begin turning it into a storehouse and transferring the barrels.

[Later entry, consisting of hurriedly scrawled entries] Monsters in cave. Huge centipedes. Men barely escaped. We’ll try to go again, recover what we can. Must block off all entrances. Hope no one else ever stumbles into that accursed cave…