Day 62: Remember Preston? Turns out he wasn't dead after all. Finally, after about fourty days, he reconstituted himself out of my excrement and now he's back to normal. Smells a bit funny, though.
Day 75: I have just realized how stupid i've been, I could use my new-found werewolf strength to rip the bars apart. *Proceeds in doing so* It worked! So long Rats!
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