Prologue

The following are entries from a girl's diary, all entered on the same day. The handwriting is messy and hasty.


Uhhh what is this place??? There's spiders and ghosts and a big creepy creepy grinning... person? Thing??

They said they were gonna kill me but then made me sign some paper instead? And I think he took my soul or something? Say whaaaaaat.


I thought I saw some weird tower poking out from between the trees in the grass swamp, but it turns out it's a big old well. The Snatcher told me so!

At first I thought he was just being nice, telling me neat stuff to look for... but then he told me I'm gonna have to go down there where it's smelly and dark! Shouldn't grown-ups usually be keeping kids OUT of wells or something?


A toilet. A... toilet! A TOILET! Why is there a smelly gross dumb toilet in the forest, and why do I have to deal with something so smelly and dumb and gross!?!

That Snatcher is such a jerk! Why do I have to do this? I DON'T WANT TO TOUCH A TOILET!


That Snatcher guy is such a jerk! Ugh! This stinks- now I need to go STEAL something "of his" from some old lady's attic?

What's an old lady doing living in this spooky forest anyway? Wait... she's going to be creepy, isn't she? Old people already creep me out...


I don't get it? He seems super creepy and menacing but he wanted me to deliver mail?

I have a really bad feeling about this, but he won't give up his Time Pieces unless I do his weird contracts...


On the next few pages, the ink is smudged. The handwriting is not much more than a scrawl.


Okay okay okay this is really freaking me out. That Snatcher guy stole my SOUL! Um, HELLO, I kinda need that!?

I'm running out of time. I'm SO ANNOYED with the constant tick-tocking of my watch! I just want it to shut up!!

The Snatcher's a business guy, right? He's evil enough to work in business. Maybe I can make a deal with him? He should at least give me my soul back now that I'm done with his stupid contract things. Who cares if I went through them as quickly as possible?

His jobs are weird, anyway. He just makes me do his dumb chores! If he's so strong and big and cool, why can't HE do them himself??

One way or another, I'm going to get my soul back. I don't want to think about what happens if I don't...

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