The entry seemed confused, a jumble of words and fragments of sentences. Something about hunger, the night, missing memories... her own name featured there as well, twice, once with some revulsion attached to it, once in a part about sadness. Going back in the journal things become less fragmented, but not much clearer - paranoid rants and obscure details about some occult lore alternate with mundane stuff like having to reinstall an operation system after a pirate site had infected the laptop with a virus, and some snide remarks about her cooking.