"A wild dog… it came out of nowhere."

"Hmm. There's a doctor stayin' wi' us. Wait here, an' dinnae bleed a' ower my porch."

He went back inside, leaving the outside light on.

That's when I noticed the burlap sack.

The Diary of Sir Adam Wallace

Translated by Logan W. Wallace

Entry: 25 October 1330

For hours the Knights hammered away at the cavern walls, fittin' an iron framework meant tae support the gate intae the timeless rock. At first I thought the noise wid bring another beast, but the sounds apparently kept them at bay.

MacDonald had designed the gate so that it could be raised an' lowered within its framework by chain. We are close tae finishin', an' for that, I am relieved. Still, I've had time tae ponder the repercussions o' oor actions against nature, an' have pushed MacDonald for answers.

"We arenae violatin' nature, Sir Adam, as much as usin' her. Since the time o' Saint Columba the monsters' numbers have diminished. Noo, at each summer's end, the gate shall be lowered intae the river's path, preventin' the ripe females frae escapin' tae the sea tae spawn. At the start o' each spring, we shall again return, this time tae raise the gate, allowin' the young Guivre entry. In this way, the beasts' numbers shall multiply again at Loch Ness, while keepin' Scotland's Grail safe for all time."

"An' whit if the females refuse tae spawn in Loch Ness?" I asked.

"Dinnae be sae stupid. A ripe female has tae lay her eggs somewhere. Better it be here, where they shall serve oor purpose than oot at sea."

"An' whit if Loch ness cannae handle sae many of the creatures? Perhaps God intended their numbers tae dwindle? Perhaps the food supply cannae—"

"Enough! Ye think it wis God who created these monsters? 'Twis Satan for sure, an' noo they shall dae oor biddin'. Hand me the Bruce's casket."

MacDonald had widened a fissure in the rock face jist above the entry that had brought us tae this hellhole. Gently, he placed the silver container ontae the newly-crafted shelf, then covered it wi' Templar Cloth. "May the Bruce's divine spirit keep Satan at bay, and may his Holy Grail be returned to the light when God so determines Scotland shall again be free."

I pause noo frae writin' this entry. Sir Keef has announced the gate is ready tae be lowered intae its frame, a task that will require oor combined strength.

God willin', my next entry shall be made by light o' day.