Journal of Captain Primarius, Mystic Tracking Fellows, Sect of Containment for PSJJThere might be some irony in the journal of a dying man. One would expect to find him clawing at a locked door, or clinging to life.We have been taught better. Our end is inevitable, and we must spend the time preparing for the next group.Our brothers, seeking the Eye, will be ordered to find us no doubt, and when they do, they must learn, and they must be ready.We came here, seeking one thing, we... almost left, after finding another. I have ordered my men to write as much as they can on as much as they can, to advise.And I myself, as I lay here dying, offer my own advice to you, my fellows.Be warned, the lights are hard, the illusions are real, and they will kill you. The heads are false.