Fuck. Surely she noticed them and just moved them because we are here, she couldn’t know could she? I decided there was no reason to allow my anxiet... to get the best of me and headed back to my room, I tossed and turned all night with the feeling of dread for the morning, what am I going to have to deal with!?. Morning approached and I could smell breakfast cooking downstairs with the distant chatter between them, time for me to bite the bullet and get down there and headed down. “Good Morning”. It didn't squeeze the body. It only held the animal while the small thin end of the tentacle which is about a 1/8 of an inch diameter inserted itself in the rectum of the mouse. It inserted a total of 2 inches then stopped. No further penetration was made. It only withdrew after the animal was consumed, leaving only the epidermal exteria.'The horror of what I had read was worsened when I reached his entry for about three months later. Apparently the plant had grown considerably by then and he. The parking lot was pitch black. Since Im so used to the walk I never even noticed this until it was to late. I had my headphones on before I left the hotel, so maybe if I hadn't I might have heard him walking up to me. I might have been able to run. Thinking about it laughing I never even had the chance to scream. Ahh well shit happens right?! Anyway I knew I was through the parking lot when I saw Miss Dorothy's house. Its fucking huge. A classic Victorian with enormous windows and a wrap. They were excited that we wouldn’t have to hand pump water or carry it from the stream in buckets once the windmills were working. Originally, I’d envisioned one windmill serving the cave and the cabins I intended to build. A second would provide water to the trees along the eastern ridge, the garden, the chicken coop, and the enclosure for the pigs that I planned to build.The third windmill would provide water for the crops we planted on the west side of the stream and could provide water for.